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We, say the Dryads
the nymphs of oak trees,
will sing you a Serenade
of love, magic and gods

We serve the goddess Artemis
Prettier than us but a friend
Who brings us to places
of extreme joy and beauty

dancing in silvery moonlight
within a magical forest
listening to Pan's flute
singing with the Soughing wind

'O love of mine maiden fair
return to me, prodigal lover'
the mortal sings gazing
into the depth below

We swim in glee before him
holding down his drowned mistress
she is fair but foul of heart
love altar offered to another

So we will dance and sing
upon secret magical glade
when day is gone, twilight returns
we will play where no eyes peek

Learn about us mortal mine
we live on thresholds
that's almost divine
our lore fades, but we dance

Still.
Grace
Written by Grace (Idryad)
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