Dressed in a cloak of bronze, brown bark
The forest king calls through song of a lark
A secret door beckons enter this way through
To a faraway land, where dreams come true
A flaming orange veil, cascades from the sun
into electric blue waterfall, the two become one
By emerald pool, wrapped in moss covered beds
dance dainty orchids, in purples, blues and reds
Somewhere in Bali, the painter did say
Sometime in your travels, I will show you the way
This is no ordinary painting, there is a place
A world full of magic, which fairies embrace
Tia Maria
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