Pastel colors bending down
arching o'er the sky around
an elven valley, mountain high
as bands of color cross the sky

as if a golden dragon flew
o'er valley deep, where a chosen few
live life in faith and innocence
aware of grace where earth has blessed

her children, born of fantasy
alive within infinity
free to laugh and dance and play
as every fear is cast away

and every loving dream comes true
within a heart now born anew

? Michaelette ?