Elven Dance

Elven dance

Sprites and fairies dance in the night
Around a secluded forest glen
While elves and pixies sing and laugh
At the beauty of life found within

Above it all a diamond dusted sky
And moon in glory, all aglow
While timidly the bride enters the dance
With steps both dainty and slow

Faster the beat is heard from the band
Under torches that sway with the fun
While pipes cry out with glorious pride
Along with the beatings chants of the drum

The music gets bolder and faster now
As the handsome groom steps near
With sturdy step and keen eye does he
His antlered head proudly rear

Suddenly the dance in its frenzied pace
Halts suddenly, and goes strangely dim
As bride meets groom, hand and hand
Until she meekly smiles at him

Laughter erupts from the trees around
And the music squeals aloud as it plays
They dance till all leave for weary slumber
And then they bless the land once again