The Hazel Wood

Golden Apple Tree and Nine Peahens by Arthur Rackham from the Allies Fairy Book 1916

I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head.
There I saw the day fade dead. Still a fire was in my head.
So I went to the well to quench my thirst. At the well I saw a start falling.
Burning bright as the fire in my head.

The star seemed to come down by the old orchard. I thought, a real fire will put out the one in my head. As I came to the orchard I found no fire, no smoke.
The night was silent, still.

Then the clouds broke and the full moon light fell on the most beautiful girl.
Pale as the moon, hair of sunlight, curious eyes, radiant smile.
I thought she might disappear if I breathed.

As her eyes met mine, the fire in my head settled in my heart as love.


Written for Prosery: The Song of Wandering Aengus over at dVerse.

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