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.