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Poem by Michael Patrick Hearn
'Twas late on the eve in Midsummer,
I fell sleeping on the green;
And when I woke in wonder, I saw
What few mortal men have seen:
Changelings, fays, and sprites, a mighty swarm,
All had taken to the air,
And before them passed their Fairy Queen,
She, the fairest of the fair;
And her mantle was of Queen Anne's lace,
Her skirt was of grass-green silk,
And round her crown lay pearls, one, two, three,
As white as cowslip's milk;
And then came her ladies, one, two, three,
All radiant by her side.
"Come hither," she cried, "sweet bonny knight!
Take a fairy for your bride!"
And one wore a gown of wild thyme blooms,
One wore bluebells in her hair,
And one wore a cloak of elder leaves,
Each was fairer than fair.
"then who shall ye choose, my bonny knight?
Pray, which of my ladies, one, two, three?'
"'Tis none of the maidens, lady fair-
'Tis thee that I choose, 'tis thee!"
"so that's who ye choose, my bonny knight?
Ah, what fools ye mortals be!
Ye're not the first of my suitors, and-
'Tis I who must choose, not ye!'
Without another word she faded
Like grey mist upon the moor,
And she left me there alone again,
Just as I had been before.
FAERIES AND MUSHROOMS
WHAT’S THE CONNECTION?
WELL, WHEN THE POEM MENTIONS…
All had taken to the air.
THIS REMINDS ME OF…
HOW
MUSHROOM SPORES
can
EJECT FASTER
than the
velocity
it takes
to launch
a rocket
into outer space.
WHEN THE POEM MENTIONS…
When I awoke in wonder,
I saw what few mortal men have seen.
(older audience)
This reminds me of
(psilocyben mushrooms)
PAUL STAMETS
has a very interesting
story in this regard.