Between dreams and reality exist whole dimensions.

Call to Wander

Clouds on the mountains, winter winds

call me to distant lands.

The flash of snow and sky so blue

take me by the hand.

The holly bough, Solstice night

pull me far away,

to places strange:

another world, or some far distant day.

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