A friend of mine wrote this. I just love her imagery! Anyone out there will drawing skills who would like to illustrate it? Linda ----- Ever distanc'd, the haz'd mountains of my dremes, ever gilded by descendant Sun, Her golden kirtle trailing soft fire........ A silver moon finds His lemon way among sleeping trees. There are creatures there, creatures of bright fur and starr'd whiskers, playing and running within this watchful forest. The wide ring of the moon's lamp bathes them in their dance, the grey pearls of ground-fog bejewel their feet. On this magic night, there will be moon and stars..... there will be midnight trees.... and..... (within the sweet envelope of my uncertain dreme.....) there will be..... ferrets. [Posted in FML 7341]