Come walk hidden from the sun
     Wrapped within this misty night
     Where the shiver of a leaf
     Is a whisper in the rounds
     That upon the cradle’s walls
     In hushed revelry rebounds
     The Alseas song throughout
     Here beneath the moon's invite

     For flitting through deepening veil
     The dreaming moonlights taking
     Bright murmurs from the mist
     And with its light creating
     Realms held luminous within
     Clouds and boughs' twisted plaiting
     While marvel keeps cool vigil
     Against discordant waking

     Then here illusions flourish
     Nurtured in the rugged height
     As the dancers shadow steps
     Till their movements freely spring
     And the walls echo forward
     What the rippling glens sing
     Come walk hidden from the sun
     Wrapped within this misty night

Welcome to Mist Glen Moon. I am Jennifer Eatough: writer, poet, cross stitch designer. This poem is my explanation for why I choose the title for my webpage. I hope you will take from it your own meaning and please email me if you would like to share your thoughts.

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