An Elves' Tale

Softly, in a moonlit meadow A Heartstone was laid Borne from a shooting star Faintest whisper from the trees, was heard on the breeze The moonglow... A legend from long ago Softly... Elves,no one knew.. where they came For the Heartstone, amongst the trees The moonglow A single touch from the Heartstone Curious eyes revealed A strange glow, lit up the elves Enchantment, it will bestow They carried it many miles Through trees and forest wood Through mountain snow Closer to the mountain, the strange stone began to glow Such colour Such fire It touched all The elves,knew not... yet they understood Glow it did... bright... The elves, they would bid Took the stone into the night Rocks and stones moved, forming a door A whispered word, and the stone was taken In to the heart of the mountain All was quiet Nothing stirred The first of many eagles came Circling the mountain The elves named the strange stone, with the strange glow Heartstone For, all who saw For, all who touched Felt the glow, deep inside From then on... They were never alone Blessed by the thing they called... Heartstone The mountain became known as Heartstone mountain Why the eagles came, No one could say, what was true Yet deep down, the Elves and the mountain, knew The Elves kept the secret many years they had trust in the Heartstone... In time.. It would reveal it'self To all... King, Queen, Faeries and an Elf!