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Fantasy Poem that tells story |
Chrysalis Emerald caverns carved in light, honeycombs of sheer delight And I, a joyful wonderer be, in this labyrinth of mystery One mere step through fern and brier, to satiate my soul’s desire Streaking through the leafy crown, blades of gold slicing down Rippling patchwork; gold and gray, a living carpet of dark and day While all around the forest sings, angelic songs on bluebird’s wings Golden ribbons shimmer through, the leafy dome and my heart too Passing through daylight’s streams, sailing through my fondest dreams Near teary eyed I look and see a deeper dream than where I be Can scarce restrain my flying heart, as where I am more truths impart Words whispered by the balmy breeze, laced with loving gentle pleas Whom I wonder shares my dream, who else now plies this mystic stream “Here I am, come and see,” Her voice a soothing melody. My pace I quicken I strain to see, whom it is that calls to me My heart pounding as I run beneath the foliage splintered sun My feet leaden blocks of clay, my mind fearing I’ll lose my way There draped against an ancient tree, her silky form I finally see Her fingers curl around the trunk, from my flesh my soul has shrunk A slack balloon inside a glass, she reaches out until I pass On wings that gently part my skin, my new life I now begin Something crumples to the ground onto the place my body’s found Not looking back I ride the light, my wings unfurl and I take flight Her eyes aglow like golden orbs, her magic love my souls absorbs Our souls in twined with golden beams as it fulfils our fondest dreams Our will; bright wisps that surfs the breeze, we come and go just as we please So now you know from where we birth, how fairies came to be on earth If you ever hear the call maybe you’re not human after all See the tear across my spine and dare to want this fate of mine. |