A Nod To Brigadoon

Where miracles abound a sense of trust will exude.
The tales of wonder have been told and do include
Dreams of a loving and compassionate spirit soul.
Although we hold an image of how life extracts its toll.

We brace our hearts for the worst we can endure,
But we fully expect to embrace magic's contour.
Entranced by our imaginings the burden is diminished
As we live our fantasies before the world is finished.

I do not feign to rejoice a pleasure unknown to me
But this world has so much more that I would love to see.
With a glance it seems that evil is singing its tune
So may we unite for a moment and give a nod to Brigadoon.