The Breath Of Mystery

A mist is blown into the forest
of Sintra
A white breath of mystery flows
around the top of the mountain
It uncovers the unseen
as the veil between worlds
is lifted
Nymphs, spirits and fairies appear

And I sit down on a rock
On the altar of true love
I have sacrificed my soul
Mystery blows around me
And I can see

There you are my beloved
The eyes of my heart have caught you
Where truth is felt
And the deepest love makes visible
Even if all is covered with mist



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