Sunday, September 21, 2014

A Fairy Song ~ Meant Just for You

Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, 
Over park, over pale, 
Thorough flood, thorough fire! 
I do wander everywhere, Swifter than the moon's sphere; 
And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be; 
In their gold coats spots you see; 
Those be rubies, fairy favours; 
In those freckles live their savours; 
I must go seek some dewdrops here, 
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

~William Shakespeare 

Much like the pensions, humans receive from their employers today; Fairy's near and Far serve their Fairy Queen to release Fairy Tale Access to you, all. 

See You Soon
Keep Asking Questions the Answers Are All Around 'You'

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