Magical Faerie Ring

Magical Faerie Ring

Magical Faerie Ring

 

There is a magical place I often visit
Upon the little mountain just behind my home
Tis a very quiet place of peace, very pleasant
I sit in silence there yet not always alone

Tis a very special place and has a small mound
With two rings of rock and a stone in the center
Tall wild grasses grow in a circle all around
Tis a sacred place only faeries can enter

My first time there I saw a flat top larger stone
Nearby where I can sit and be a special part
Of another realm once open, now lost and lone
Where I can spend sacred moments within my heart

I kindly ask them for permission to sit down
In their own magical realm beyond the veil
On that large stone so conveniently near their mound
Patiently I wait, they appear, I send a hail

To greet them as dear old friends with respect and love
As thanks I place cake and berries on a small stone
I think of one I love then gaze at clouds above
No longer did I feel I was there alone

I sensed the presence of my friend so very near
A long time friend from so very far away
Who is to me like a brother, so very dear
Together in spirit, forever friends we stay

The faerie folk are happy, dance with joy and sing
Because my friend from afar is there in spirit
The faerie queen gives me a gift, a friendship ring
My friend laughs with joy, I love it, I can hear it

So much love, a laugh of joy, like a gentle chime
The ring a sign of our long spiritual journey
We came a long way, circle of life, his and mine
Friends in life, in spirit, for all eternity
~~~

This magical faerie ring I write about is very real and not far from my home. I found it one day when I
was lonesome, feeling rather lost, missing my best friend. At times like that it often helps if I put on my
hiking boots and go explore the little mountain. I came upon the ring of rocks circling a small mound,
about four feet in diameter. It looked like it had been there a long time, for the soil was settled and tall
grass circled the ring outside the rocks.

I do not know who constructed the circle, but I believe in faeries so call it a magical faerie ring. There is a
rock, much like the one in the photo above, near the ring where I sit. That first time I found it what
happened was amazing and filled me with joy. I felt the presence of the faeries and my dear friend. My
spirit lifted, I felt joy, I heard my friend laugh and the faeries sing. Had I lost my mind? No. I was just so
lonesome and wanted so deeply to connect with my friend that I actually did, spiritually.

Another amazing thing about that day was the ring of love and friendship I saw the faerie queen give me
in a vision. When I got back home later I was looking for some hairpins to pin my hair up and I found a
ring I had not seen in many years. It was my favorite ring, silver with lovely flowers encircling it. I had
lost it years before and forgotten all about it. I think the faerie queen put it there for me to find – the
magical faerie ring. I have worn it every day since then.
~~~

© 2016 Phyllis Doyle Burns

 

 

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Phyllis Doyle Burns

Site Manager, Senior Editor at The Creative Exiles
I have always liked to write.It is important to me that I write with spirit and heart. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions. Thank you for visiting.
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I have always liked to write. It is important to me that I write with spirit and heart. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions. Thank you for visiting.

4 thoughts on “Magical Faerie Ring

  • November 6, 2016 at 1:27 AM
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    Beautiful Phyllis, and I believe also of those tiny souls that live in harmony within nature in another realm. Well penned and inspiring.

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    • November 6, 2016 at 1:41 AM
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      Oh! Thank you so much, Tony. So happy you related. I so appreciate your comment. My Dad always believed in the wee folk, too, so I grew up with the tiny souls in my life.

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  • November 8, 2016 at 1:10 AM
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    This was very enjoyable, Phyllis, and the fact that the faery ring really exists near your home adds to it. I recently found a jade ring, that my wife gave me years ago, when I was moving furniture. I had been frightened to tell her I had lost it so she never knew. Now I don’t have to 🙂

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    • November 8, 2016 at 1:20 AM
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      Thanks, John. Glad you enjoyed it, John. Faeries are known to take pretty things back to their homes, so hang on to that jade ring. 🙂

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