Tag: Forest

Winter Peace

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On a peaceful winter morning,
While all nature was asleep,
Winter fairies found their calling
In the mountains with steep peaks,
With the never-ending forests:
Trees so lofty, scent so green,
Where the tired soul could find rest
And lay down to breathe and dream.

Snowflakes listened to their calling
And descended upon Earth,
Graceful butterflies resembling,
Having just known their sweet birth.
On the fir trees still grew green moss,
Entangled with the bright white
Of the soft blanket which covered
All of nature, day and night.

On a peaceful winter morning,
While silence governed the land,
Winter fairies found their calling,
One which promised freedom that lasts.
For the soul yearning for quiet,
This magical, hidden world
Was all that they could desire…
Peace, contentment, freedom, hope…

– Patricia

By the Fire

By the scorching, burning fire dance the shadows of the night,
Jumping, screeching and devouring flames of pure, innocent light.
Growing bigger by the second, they await their endless reign,
When the darkness will take over and govern the sleeping lands.

Feeding on the sparks of warmth, they chant a name which long ago
Used to make all beings tremble, until it was marked by dawn.
Calling the exiled creature to lead them to victory,
All the shadows of the forest ask once more to be unleashed.

Near the fire lies the guardian who had carried the last torch.
Now, with no one to defend it, darkness swallows the last spark.
Echoing through empty valleys, the song of the night is born,
Cutting through the souls of beings like the sharpest of all swords.

Gathering to fight and conquer all the beings of the light,
Shadows, demons—led by Hatred—give out cries of sheer delight.
They set off riding on creatures which resemble famished hounds,
Spreading terror all around them among everything they find.

And just as the last of fireflies finds itself cornered by them,
Spears of golden, burning sunlight shield it from a gruesome death.
Scattered by the soldiers of light, all the shadows disappear,
All the demons hide from He who is the Ruler above all.

Once again, He brings His sunshine in the world He saved from hell,
Reviving all those who’d perished defending the peaceful realm.
Rejoicing under the warm Sun and forgetting the dark night,
All the beings of the light sing, dancing like they know no fright.

– Patricia