You do something magical to me.
She's a miracle.
Our love is a wonder.
We are in love; I saw my face in yours.
There is love and everyone can love.
In your face I see your love for me.
A thousand faces I saw in you.
Faeries are known to be tenders of plants and energizing inhabitants of gardens. They are more elusive than Angels and often have lively, mercurial temperaments. They are active in preserving what little wilderness remains on the Earth.
Certain animal species who burrow into the Earth for places of solace or safety, or who inhabit the sheltering arches of caves alongside the spirits of the rocks, are the bridgers between these inner and outer levels of reality. Rabbits, gophers, moles, prairie dogs, wolves, and bears in hibernation all remember and recreate their rootedness in Mother Earth.
All that spirits desire, spirits attain.
I mean, if cans can be recycled, why not spirits?
There is this stereotype of Icelanders all believing in spirits, and I've played up to that a bit in interviews.