Vision In the Forest
One day, in the woods, I heard chatter, and seeing
Shrubs move on a trail, came across the famed dwelling
Of elves, those immortal, most bashful of beings
Defending the mountains and darkness dispelling.
Two fanciful creatures of myth were together,
With hair soft as sunlight and robes in rich fettle;
They played in the meadows, refreshed by the weather,
And butterflies came in their closeness to settle.
I sought to remain in my hiding, enchanted
By beauty and wisdom refused to the mortals.
Alas, I was seen and with scorn reprimanded,
Forbidden to enter the magical portal.
I left as I envied the luck which is granted
To some, here on earth, by the whim of blind forces,
While others must suffer the seed which is planted
In frail hearts to stir and inflame new remorses.
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