(A little prayer which may be helpful to invoke... it's a little bumpy but ahh.. I am a little tired... as I am sure you are too.)

I am of magic and my soul is free
or I would not have been able to share myth and glee
for which makes my heart bursts now that it seems gone to be,
whisked away like faeries when they return to the sea.

But I still see sparkles.. they are here I have to say
I have one prayer, it is to be shown the Way
that my own magic lightened every step on every day.

May the vision that I shared be a gift I carry home,
to see the magic, the realms of impossibility to me shown.

May the magics of then mix with the magic of home.
The magic of Home. The magic of Home.
May I spin and I weave in the magics of Home.

May I learn to invoke such without fear
to inspire, create for those that are right here,
in shapes whether 'fey' or something unclear
as long as it touches the ones I hold dear.

May the beam in my heart warm those around.
May my smile when I am remembering spark more places unfound.
in the random stranger with the sweetness of love
to sink in their heart with a glimpse of above

May the magics of then mix with the magic of home.
The magic of Home. The magic of Home.
May I spin and I weave in the magics of Home.

May we all be blessed and may the ties 'tween us sweeten.
And may we dance, may we dance and never feel beaten.
May my friendships at Home be as Intoxicating as those
I make in the Realms of the Fey and the Does.

May we come, may we grow, may the kisses we blow
be sent out to grow, not disperse but to flow.

(feel free to continue ....)