A tale is told by the very very old
Of a place they call “Fairy Glenn”
Where ethereal creatures
With delicate features
You’ll see frolicking now and again
When Whispering Willow
glows, soft as a pillow
With aerie yet welcoming light
Walk up to it slowly
Respectful and lowly
Ancient home of fairy and sprite
And what you’ll find there!
No wonders compare
To the luminous being so kind.
They’ll whisper non-cease
Of love, laughter and peace.
Lifting all care from your mind.
So, don’t take it lightly
This dreamscape shown nightly
Will ease all who doubt , fear and grieve.
There are no words to invoke,
No keyholes to poke
See with your heart and recieve.
Beautiful! I love Willow so much. Used to draw them as a child. And, I love the quote by Crowfoot. There is so much magic in this world if we take the time to see it and feel it.🧚🧚
So many artists, including myself have created luminous white willow trees. There must be something to it. they are medicine for man, beast and plant. A truly generous being.