Enchanted

A decree of three words,
happily ever after.
Fused with an ambiance,
of glee and laughter.

After all that passed,
against all who fought.
The time of forever,
appeared too short.

A step taken forward,
faltering of an expression.
A spill of feelings,
it was failed suppression.

A few more graceful strides,
closer to the destination.
What seemed to be very subtle,
was there a hint of hesitation?

A brief reflection on eternity,
sowed the seeds for a misgiving.
Cast doubts on the thoughts,
of how to continue living.

But such worries were petty,
in this fairytale land.
It was to be a beautiful journey,
traveled hand in hand.

A curse of illusions,
was blissful, nothing tragic.
Everything was unseen,
for a minute of magic.

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"Let him know his fairy tale accurately, and have perfect joy or awe in the conception of it as if it were real; thus he will always be exercising his power of grasping realities: but a confused, careless, and discrediting tenure of the fiction will lead to as confused and careless reading of fact. Let the circumstances of both be strictly perceived, and long dwelt upon, and let the child's own mind develop fruit of thought from both. It is of the greatest importance early to secure this habit of contemplation, and therefore it is a grave error, either to multiply unnecessarily, or to illustrate with extravagant richness, the incidents presented to the imagination."

~John Ruskin~