Stars scattered bright 
moon's vast radient light 
echos though and through 
into the crystal lake. 
Shining secrets 
and she ponders 
the dark elixer of life 
wondering what it's worth 
Tempt life 
Tempt faith 
Just do not tempt the Lizard King. 
Pools and puddles of ectasy 
whisper love letters 
to the amber soul 

The pixies breathe fire 
into the pale yellow sun 
pushing divine freedom 
into the souls to all who worship. 
Worship the pale dancer, 
the pale warrior 

September 13/00