Colors bend, weave, and then fold…
Ideas lift, sift, and then turn all gold!
Meaning imbedded by truth so bold!
A story is born, then grows to unfold…
From the mind’s misty shadows told.
Written down in a fashion to be sold,
Print on young heart new mind mold.
Dreams, legends, all tales long retold,
Myths to pass down on a night so cold,
Warm fires of culture to give and hold.