There is a place

There is a place

Beyond the ken of mortal men

Where children play

With wild abandon

People laugh and carouse

With little fear of censure

As spirits flow

In such good harmony

There will be masquerades

And carnivals

With dancing in the streets

It will be a fiesta

Of the people

For no other reason but the freedom

It affords

There will be music

Played by troubadours

Who wander far and wide

To bring together stories

We all want to hear

Tales of brave fellows

With a taste for adventure

Saving damsels in distress

Who turn out to be

The saviours in disguise

There is a place of magic

We thankfully behold

When softly sleeping

It is outside the wit of mortal

Humankind

To find the way

Until we lift the veil

That has been drawn

Between this world of earthly virtues

And the divinity

Of the world that lies beyond