Birth Of The Fae Poem by Morinanna Wyzard

She came in the dark of night
with eyes shining bright
her smile twinkled like stars on a clear winter's night
her heart pure as gold
radiant of love
stories she told
of a time so long ago
when the wee one's danced and played
free insight
without fright
and when the wrath of the son
spread throughout the land
filled the pure child's heart
with fear, no longer believing
they slowly disappeared
and still the seasons changed
the spring flower's magickally painted
amazing colors, from beneath the shadows safe
in autumn the trees as well each leaf painted with care
still born with the first laugh of the innocent infant
smiling in her mother's arms, not yet knowing
of worldly harm
the magick of knowing, brings them close to hearth
and close to heart
some still stay out of sight
but many learn to trust,
the pure of heart
no wish to big
no wish to small
they bring them all
if only you believe
you might see
the magick of the wee...