So the children are sound asleeep in their beds dreaming of magical childhood things.
Now it is time for you to climb upto the attic, out of the window and down the carefully placed secret ladder to tiptoe across your glowing silver lawn.
By only the light of the moon you cross fields and ditches towards the sea.
At the little Cornish beach there is a salty cove and the lapping of the waves echoes. The noise is as rerefreshing as a morning shower but with the bite of a sliced lemon in a cool drink on summer solstice evening.
A little further along, past the tiny ruined church; and down the cliff a little is a glowing cave. In the cave you can hear music.
You enter it. You draw near the inviting fire. Next you settle by one of the large candles used to illuminate the warm cave that is lined with many beautiful and wonderful books. You pull one of the many blankets over your tingling toes.
Around you are your dear mn friends. A gramaphone is playing in the corner and everyone is listening in silence to a beautiful Schumann piano quartet. Pure intoxication. The needle stops. Everyone breathes.
Teafortwo passes you a glass of your favourite red wine looks kindly into your eyes and says. "I am glad you made it. Won't you start by reading us something? Anything? Something you found while you were reading today, something you have always loved reading, something that hit you in the heart, something that you love but don't feel you understand, even something in a foreign tongue or perhaps something you can close your eyes to read or perhaps wrote yourself?"
Her enthusiasm jolts you "But I am shy!" You protest.
"Please. It will be just perfect. Trust me" She giggles "And then after you have finished we can laugh or cry or feel well or afraid together. Afterall... that is why we are here... in the secret meeting cave... to discuss poetry and literature and share our ideas and thoughts on it."
"Alright. Infact, it would be a pleasure." You give a small sweet smile and then pick a book from the shelf, open it on that special bit you simply love; and begin to read....