With an open mind and freedom of thought
Upon the wayward path I trod
For seeking Faeries, ’twas my ambition
Purposeful, expecting bundled fruition
Populations understood quite vast
Walking with caution in case I should pass
But neither lore nor myth would provide
That I must discover to slake my pryde
History reveals they love an illusion
Or so I have read, it adds some confusion
Endure I must their bouts and tricks
Hopefully with mercy their maneuvers are quick
Glowing apparitions nary enter my field
Hope casts a shadow most certain in yield
Elementals, guardians, helpers too
Perspective given, perhaps point of view
One shall suffice, even a distant glimpse
As if wishing made fact, simply a wink
And yet my quest seems ineffective
My confidence shaken
Behind me the many miles
This journey, on all levels now forsaken
Aloud I cry at the time since wasted
Tomes read, stories now faceless
Atmosphere giving nothing to read
Silence riding the wind
The last rays of light languish
Feeding my sorrow, tempting my anguish
My silence, my only companion
Ambitions lost in a deep mental canyon
Forgetting my purchase I stumbled on
Abruptly lost in a strange phenomenon
For tendrils of darkness like serpents did crawl
A blanket of mist drawn thick as a shawl
The quiet now broken
In the distance a shriek
I knew I was not welcome this deep in the trees
When in anger a gust forced me down to my knees
Obscurity my penance while still part of life
All around came the noises like scrapes from a knife
In haste I revealed to thine self my desire
The contact not made, deservedly so
For the glory of no one but myself would it show
No offering nor respect did I bring
Fortuitous visions favor the true
In harmony they find the ones that they choose
With hunters, they watch and dampen the day
Exhausting the pride, driving it away
With that awareness now firmly awake
A rebirth in my soul brought a halt to the snake
Howls and haunting echoes did wane
Currents subsided yet darkness remained
My sense of direction laid forward my route
An internal compass to find my way out
In remorse I did tarry and meander along
Carefully stepping, no longer headstrong
When off in the distance a magical sight
A beacon did shine, a small guiding light
Follow I did with a charge in my pace
The branches unfolded, giving me space
But closer than far is all I could achieve
As I made my way home on this wonderful eve
My gift of this sight remains only with me
Blessed with the knowledge
They allowed me to see…
Additional Reading – Faeries
Elementals – They Live Among Us
Faerie Meditation – Meeting Your Faeries
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