Woodland Wedding
Travel with me, to the land of
dreams,
Where rivers of music, paint
rainbow scenes.
And dancing on air, our spirits
take flight
Off to a forest, on this special
night.
Into a clearing so bright and so
gay,
Lit up by lanterns, of firefly
display.
A faerie king waits, for his lover
so true,
Surrounded by courtiers, all
dressed in blue.
And as you look round, more faeries
you see,
Flitting through branches, in
nearby trees.
Small shining faces, hearts filled
with pride,
Patiently waiting, for their faerie
king's bride.
Tension builds up, as the
nightingales trill,
And faerie musicians add more to
the thrill.
Just when you think, you can't take
anymore,
The air splits asunder, with
tremendous furore.
A faerie up high, in the tallest
tall tree,
Announces the arrival - of the
wedding party.
Fanfares now sound from triumphant
horns,
For a carriage that's pulled by
unicorns.
Sitting in comfort, inside her
glass coach,
Is a beautiful faerie beyond
reproach.
While bluebells are chiming, and
harebells ring,
The carriage draws close, and halts
by the king.
A ladybird footman, now opens the
door,
And his bride sets foot, on the
soft moss floor.
Her ladies in waiting, now come to
her aid,
To fulfil the promise, they long
ago made.
Smiling she turns, to her champion
so true,
And they pledge their troth, as
young lovers do.
A kingdom enjoys, the wedding
banquet,
Around mushroom tables so neatly
set.
A feast of honey and blackberry
wine,
Strawberries and grapes, plucked
fresh from the vine.
Blessed with wisdom, by an old
faerie earl,
The forest rang out; with the word
- Tulipearl!
The faerie musicians play liquid
tunes.
That splash and tinkle, their way
to the moon.
The feasting all over, time now to
dance,
To celebrate life, see how they all
prance.
The king leads his queen, while
courtiers sing,
Charms of good fortune, and all
that they bring.
While faeries whirl round, this
beautiful sight,
Laughing and singing, on through
the night.
With heads full of wine, and joy in
their hearts,
The king and his queen, now turn to
depart.
Well-wishers cheer, as the coach
pulls away,
Together they'll stand, to face a
new day.
The firefly lanterns, go out one by
one,
Replaced by the light, of a golden
new dawn.
Small tired bodies, with eyes full
of sleep,
Gently flit home, with secrets to
keep.
And while they slumber, in their
tiny beds
Dreams of the wedding, now fill
their heads
And just like the faeries, our time
has come
For us to go too, and return back
home
We traveled in spirit, to the land
of my dreams,
Where rivers of music, paint
rainbow scenes.
And when we awake, the message
unfurls,
There's no greater
feeling, than Tulipearl...
by Wm.Tony (The Crow)
Crowther
N.B Tulipearl
Tulipearl is a very small faerie
word, with a big meaning. And the word is Love...
Crowsnest Publications Ltd.
©1997
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"The Fairy Wedding" by Jean and Ron Henry.
