enchanted places

If you look, this is where you’ll find me...

They be the Enchanted places.
That whisper our name.
And no one shall know.
These places we go.

A Little Poem by Athey Thompson.
Credit to the artist, curated via Pinterest

Light After Dark

There in the wild darkness
Is the silence
And, after the silence
Comes the light

A New Dawn, a little poem by Athey Thompson
Artist:Elisabeth Ladwig

Enchanted

In my dreams…

Those Enchanted places
Where the past shall always be
Where the past shall linger
Quietly, in the present.

Poem by Athey Thompson
Art by Lucy Campbell