In a world not so far away,
where folklore and legend are reality,
a tribe of magical beings gather among the trees to circle
a stone's throw from the ocean.


When El Sol is directly over head on Thor's day
(or Guru's day if your Hindu),
until it raises again,
a play will unfold with costuming, jewelery making, face painting, beat boxing minstrels,
clothing swap, potluck, spirits, fireside poetry and the council of elders.

Atop Crow's Mountain,
faeries fly on swings over moss covered outcroppings
and golden rays glisten on gossamer wings,
revealing the ethereal.

Candle lit pathways will lead pixie playmates
to giant spider webs
and a platform high above in the canopy
where elves and Ewoks live.

This is a safe place for all ages,
for trolls are powerless in the presence of greatness.
When darkness falls,
heavy cotton blankets and fairy tales shall carry wee ones
cuddling, snuggling and giggling into dreamland.