Author: Wyspergrove PM
Woe to the mortal who tastes the splendor of the faerie realm. It is both perilous and divine to behold. **Originally published under Wisteriarose. I lost my login information and can no longer edit those stories/poems.Rated: Fiction K - English - Drama/Spiritual - Words: 288 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 04-25-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3016851
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I am going to a fairy's ball
in mystic raiment of glorious red.
The meaning of such is nothing at all
but fire-flowers dancing upon my head.
For the grass is glimmering in its blue,
and the sky glows brightly green.
The meaning of such can be nothing new
except fairy land is not what it may seem.
Glimerrella invites all to attend;
her breath excites the very air to dance.
The meaning of such one can never bend
to the will of a simple human glance.
'Tis a privilege to see the thunder
of many magical revelations of fall.
The meaning of such makes one wonder
if the world really does exist at all.
And the wind takes her stage upon the air,
exasperating her lover, earth.
The meaning of such runs through my hair,
bringing me back to this fair one's birth.
Now a king stag joins the mystical dance
blessing the gathering with gentle seed.
The meaning of such is found in romance
with for many of hearts will henceforth bleed.
Time wraps his hands around my waist,
beckoning me to join forever.
The meaning of such has no haste
in discovering the end of this endeavor.
In my ageless mood, books come alive,
and I fancy Aaron holding Moses' staff.
The meaning of such I must strive
for now Aaron kneels before the calf.
And even the very rhythm of the heart
has lost memory of the outer world.
The meaning of such I must never part
otherwise my mind will forever infold.
Nevertheless, I join the festival
and frolic my life away.
The meaning of such is best of all,
for now, in fairyland, forever I stay.