Woodland Faerie Finds Her Love

Woodland Faerie

She was a Woodland Faerie, more at home in Nature than anywhere. This is her story of eternal love.

The path to the heart of the woods was nearly hidden
From lack of use for many a year.
No one but I had used it, for it was forbidden
To any save myself, so none came near.
It has been long since I ventured in so far,
My wings have grown thin and frail
From so much pain, and many a scar,
Now, once again I traverse the familiar trail.

I could see each breath, like a soft white mist,
As I exhaled, faster now for it has been long
Since I last felt love, and long since been kissed,
Memories of last night are as a celestial song,
When he came so close, touched my heart and soul,
Like no one had ever done before.
The taste of his lips still linger and I know
There could be, I hope will be, so much more.

Before long I came to the heart of the wood
Where lay my solace, my sacred place,
And there I found my sanctum still good.
I felt the soft gentle breeze warm my face
As I entered the circle of peaceful silence,
I took off my robe and lay it on the grass,
Grass of emerald green and timeless.
Timeless since I was here last.

Nature embraced me from all around,
I cried with joy, felt like a long lost child,
Coming home, and I collapsed on the ground,
As Nature took me back to the wild
And healed my wings, healed my soul,
Healing emanated from Nature, I was imbued
With love and joy for his love made me glow,
I felt young again, strong and renewed.

I cried out, tears flowing, calling to Mother,
Be with me, guide me, help me do right,
By my love for him, there is no other
Who can give me the love I pray for, day and night.
Touch him, bless him, let him know
How very much he is loved and cherished,
I love him with all my being, heart and soul,
Bless our love, help us keep it nourished.

I lay on my robe and fell into peaceful sleep,
Nature cradled me in her arms,
I slept so long it seems, in slumber deep,
Mother blessed me with her charms,
I awoke and turned to my side,
And there he was, my dear beloved,
My heart was full, my eyes open wide,
Our eternal love has been blessed, a spiritual gift.
~~~

© 2017 Phyllis Doyle Burns

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Phyllis Doyle Burns

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I am an author on TCE and write mainly in poetry and short stories.

I have always liked to write.It is important to me that writing comes from my heart and soul. 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.

I began writing content online in 2007, starting with BellaOnline - A Voice For Women, where I was the Native American Editor, Folklore & Mythology Editor, and the Appalachian Editor. I also wrote articles forThe Examiner, Daily Two Cents, and Yahoo. I am currently an author on HubPages.

Most of what I write takes a lot of research and I love it. Even if it is a fictional story, I will research for accuracy in whatever it takes to make my characters, their era, their location, etc. become realistic to the reader.

I hope you enjoy my works. Thank you for visiting.

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