The Tales Of Bears

The tales of bears
and dancers' shoes
and gardens trod by magistrates
Are all within the lightened heart
To live, to dream, to fall apart.

As midnight birds
Are heard and feared
Triumphant comes the gracious bride
And garlands fall on frosted stone
It will be right, they will atone.

The Faerie shift
On desert shores
The clothes left in an empty room
All share the same, the common thread.
Create the world. It will be read.