A Lady Makes Magic

She leans on a wall, Which is completely green. Her mouth is open And she recites a sweet verse. And when I approach her She touches She a stone in the wall And a door now magically appears. She beckons me in and at once I am dazed and seduced By so many an exotic perfume. She smiles and she sings As she dances like a ballerina, A dance quite sublime, Along a pale path that leads through the trees. In a state of stupor I follow And we come to a hollow Where elves in green bonnets Sit on their red toadstools And the fairies are dancing in circles, Singing sweet melodies While the pink blossoms Flutter down from the tall almond trees. I stay there a while In that enchanted clearing Until it is time to leave. "Can I return? " I ask her. "Ah, yes, my dear, " she smiles. "But how shall I find you? " I ask. "Oh, you cannot find me But I can always find you As long as you have faith That what you have seen is true.