Nursery Rhyme - Calanals Gift To the Woodlands
Deep in the wood of Anilal
lived a young Elf named Calanal;
such a wee being was she
and she could talk to all the trees
of magic and elfin delights
and even stones, amethyst and pyrites
they sang to her of their own lives;
upon their stories she did thrive.
She’d whisper to them for hours on end
their languages she could comprehend.
A special gift this tiny one had
but something made her very sad.
She’d come upon a forlorn young stone
beneath an ash tree’s deep root zone;
digging there she’d found a being
and to her it began to sing...
“Oh please help me ye Elvin child
from the mines I’ve been exiled
by a troll who cannot see
that one day a great stone I will be.
I’m offspring of the great sapphire
yet, I’ve been thrown into this mire;
I need the radiation in the mines
for my color, to become refined.”
So saddened was young Calanal
a most compassionate little child;
She promised to help this little stone
and she knew someday once it was grown,
that someday a lovely gemstone it may be
if she removed it from beneath this tree.
“Dear ash I ask the for thy help,
to make this precious sapphire well.”
The ash complied and with its’ roots,
pushed and shoved till it could scoot
the little rock up from the soil
as it roots began to uncoil.
4-21-2021
Nursery Rhyme 5 Poetry Contest
Eve Roper
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