There once lived a fairy back in BC land.
Where ever she roamed, she was known to brighten someone's day.
Always alone and off to the unknown.
She came across a gentleman,
whom was down on his luck.
In need of an embrace and a kind face.
Giving him a hug and a radiant smile,
She reached into her pocket.
Removing a bag full of greenery,
and placed it in his hand.
Like a flash she was gone,
She casts a faint fair well to the winds, and leaves a lil piece of her self behind, unique to each person.
Tucked away neatly in the comforts of their heart.
As she flies off in search of others in need.
All who meet her are captivated by the entity that she is, the stories she tells. The wisdom beyond her years,
And the beauty unbeknown to her.
She lived many years on that Salt spring.
Those fairy tale times,
and hippy days.
Freedom and free love to all.
Playing bongos in the park and dancing in the sun rays.
Utopia for the sences but now just an illussion of mind.
Sold out to corperate bussinesses,
Just for a pretty penny.
People grow up and things change.
Times lost that you can never get back.
Stored only in memory,
Replayed throught the minds eye.
Until sparked by outside sources.
Part II
Meeting at a destined moment in life.
I came along a kindred spirit,
and we bonded blessed be.
Realizing the potential for a friendship, But weeks to late.
So we had one last hurrah,
Our minds teetering,
Between yesterdays feelings and memories of the past.
A slide show of times on saltspring trapezes through my mind.
The memory of the Pot Fairy leaped into my thought process.
She had long been forgotten, lost in the wake of the mundane.
Lying dormant but alive and well nestled deep within my heart.
Watching over me while the many years pass, crashing against the shores of a life lived.
I met her in form only once,
A beauty she was to behold.
Her wings were green,
Full of vibrant patterns and sparkling gold.
She had the body of a goddess, with her golden locks adorned with a tiara of fresh hemp.
She found me crying beneath a willow tree, lost and so alone.
She searched herself for the words to say.
Then she reached into her pocket,
and produced a green bag.
Here have these,
Numb the pain for the moment,
And listen to the words I have to say.
You're life here holds a purpose.
The universe loves you and would weep in your absence.
Leaving behind only this faint whisper.
Then in a flash she was gone.
Her words found thier way into my heart, and there she stayed intertwined,
Forever a part of me.
Saving me in times of peril, and weakness of mind.
With her sharp thruths and omnipotent views,
Pulled me away from the darkness and showed me the light.
Saving me in every sence of the word.
She touched many peoles lives,
and brightened many days.
Applying rainbow band aids over their stormy seas.
A random act of love,
Experienced one individual at a time.
The kindred spirt was captivated by the story told.
Let's bring her back if only for one night.
I want to meet this Pot Fairy,
That you speek of...
I haven't communed with her in many years. I'm a little rusty on how this should go.
But for you my kindered spirt to prove my stories worth; I shall reanimate the Pot Fairy and show you the wonders I have just told.
Part III
So light the candles and form a circle.
Balance the elements,
And perform the ritual
Concentrate on her being,
Call her name and she shall appear.
A mist formed then began to solidify,
As she rises slowly from the candle smoke.
Like a phoenix from the ashes.
Untill her being was completely tangible.
You have awoken me,
And reanimated my being,
Dispelled the darkness and renewed my light.
What is it that you wish of me?
Encompass our mind, and bodies.
Take us on the journey to enlightenment,
Show us the way to connect with the universe and become a complete being.
Here enjoy these hurbs, and get comfortable.
At the count of three you will be connected and free to wonder around.
In the limbo between where your essence and the universe meet.
One.
Two..
Three...
Keep my tone in your mind.
Relax and surrender your self.
Just follow my voice it will be your guide.
Let's see if we can alter your reality,
And take you on atrip.
Broaden your horizons, and show you things unimagineable.
Take you to places you have never been before.
Divulge deeper, deepest, going under, around and into your subconscious.
Follow through the paths of your minds eye, throught the entanglement that you call a life.
Then at the end of your journey,
You will have the answers,
and be able to reconnect the pieces of yourself. Mind,Body,Soul,and Universe.
Aligned and ready for coexistence.
I can only show you the entrance you have to find your way.
Your voyage here maybe long or short.
Only time will tell what the fates have in store.
Part IV
So where are we to my lil Pot Fairy?
To the forest,
Become one with the trees and everything around you.
Walk along the moon lit path, and enjoy the waterfall in all her glory.
Relax along side her, basq in the night light and the gentle mist.
Pause and smell the floral bouquet along the way, enjoy them for their beauty and the brilliance of mother nature.
Climb a tree and marvel at its insatiable will to keep standing through life's earthquakes.
Impair your mind and enjoy the colors.
Get lost in the watercolor of this so called life.
So beautiful and perfect from a far.
But it could all be washed away in the blink of an eye.
The tidal wave of life shows no mercy, And takes no prisoners.
Lights casting shadows,
and wind whispering in the dark.
Stories and pictures of the life you live.
Marred but not completely lost.
Travel through the grassy plains aligned by hollow trees.
Follow the brick work to places unknown
Travel the roads to rocky paths.
Through your peaks and valleys.
Try to see through the illusions socitety creates, and find your own way to be whole.
Look past what your senses automatically register.
Remove the blinders you were programmed with from birth,
And see things with an new perspective.
Live life with your eyes open
See past what others see,
Witness what others miss.
Be aware of the subtle undertones in life, and don't let the darkness get the best of you.
But most important of all
LOVE YOURSELF!!!!!
Don't be your own worst enemy,
Learn to trust, love and respect.
I have imparted my knowledge to you take from it what you will.
These are your steps to enlightenment,
Hope you enyoyed the journey.
By the count of three, you will awaken as if from a pleasant dream right where you last remember.
One.
Two..
Three...
Author notes
A poem inspired by a meeting of kindered spirits talking about crazy things.
what do you turely think of this poem? did it evoke any feeling? or a question? i will return the favor
Comments
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I think it is a great poem. Maybe a little trimming could be done, but the story is wonderful, and the way you have told it is your unique style. I love the tale and the imagery, and I still can count to five...



