Wild

English: Footpath to the Faerie Glen

Road to Faerie Glen

From under flowers  peeped bright eyes,

Each toad a princeling in disguise

And leaping streams

With naiads teemed

And oaks hid dryads, old and wise

With mermaid song rang windswept coves

And elven dance filled moonlit groves

And giants’ bones

Appeared like stones

Whilst life with faerie interwove

The grass is short, the trees are trimmed

The moon with streetlights now is dimmed

The wild is tamed

And dreamers shamed

By blind and busy mortal men.

While life with wonder leaps and sings,

And hidden, darkened glimmerings

The joy and grief

In root and leaf

Are left–for tamer, safer things.

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  1. This is beautiful.

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