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I feel that something in the wood is other than usual.
There is a happy mood that is mysterious at the same time.
The senses are sharpened.

Like from afar I mean to hear the music of elves.
The songs they are singing are merry and joyous.
Songs that echo through the night that will not become dark.
Songs, penetrating deep into my soul.
That let me forget this world and make me dreaming.

But beyond all high mountains, under oaks and beeches dense.
There, where the moss has a sappy green and
The light breaks through the foliage,
Lies a pool deeply hidden, legendary and mythical,
Carries a whispering secret, conceals its power in the

My Old Friend

I just wanted to see you again, my old friend of childhood days.
I had so many things to say to you
And knew that you would understand me.
Already as a little girl I visited you
With all my problems.
I felt safe with you
And all grief flew away.
When I was weeping in your arm,
You have caressed my hair
With your green leaves,
My old friend.

Today you fell!
I came too late.
You will never sway in the wind again.
You have to lie chopped by the wayside.
Some passers-by do not respect the rest of life
And tear at your green boughs
Which bend to the earth, dying.
Who will give me the peace now
That I found in your shade

Entreaties to Nature

You gave us the sun for our time
And we know that when it will sink forever
Also each life on this planet will be extinguished.
In vain were all hopes, plans
And their fulfilments.

Let our hearts love and not hate,
Let our hands do good whenever it is needed
So that they help and do not kill.

Let our transitory and often hard lifes
Find faith and support with your powers.
With that we put up resistance to
Injuries and afflictions and do not let us
Deviate from our good intentions.

When our lips express our thoughts
Let them always form words of truth and of good will.
And that nobody is harmed in his dignity and reputation
By

Nocturnal Woods

I see the sky, the moon and the earth -
Dreaming, meditating.
It is the air, the fields and the woods ...
Starlit is the night.
My soul relaxes
And floats through the silence.

Second! Stand still and stay!
You are just so wonderful!
Let all the others move on,
Drops in the sea of time -
Past.

The wood does not hear the waves,
But the trees know my silent song.
Leaves are touched by the moonlight.
Stricken by the silvery wonder,
My heart sees the truth of existence.

Star Child in WinterCarefully, I step on the white dusted grass.
The frozen evening dew moistens me.
It is cold – I do not feel it.
Only the silence of the night is all around me.

My hair becomes entangled in an icy wind.
So that I fear to be blown away.
I reach out for the branch of a tree
To seek help and protection.

In front of me I can see the forest in awesome loftiness.
The trees welcome me.
Finally I arrive at the spot I am heading to –
The clearing – a spiritual place.

I stop in the middle of this circle –
Symbol of eternity, image of perfection.
I wait and only my breath can be heard.
Time seems to stand still.

Then, at last – the cloud

Elven HopeI have a dream
Of another world
Where no-one resembles the other.
But where all are one
In a world of diversity
That plants every flower at the right spot.

I dream of a world
Where hate is unknown
Either among individuals or the great nations.
There is only the appreciation of the others' life
At all their places.

I dream of a great sign
That will re-unite in joy
All once scattered.
Brother will not be angry with brother anymore
And everybody understands
That living is now the new dimension.

I see a new world
Where shining light nets
Spread like a shield across the Earth
From east to west and from south to north.

I dream

Dream of an Elf

There, where the moon shines on the moss,
Where everything radiates in silver and gold,
Where elves and fairies walk hand in hand -
There is my home.

Where the air smells of trees
And where the greatest secret of my heart lies
Is the place I feel like home.

There, where everyone believes in the good
And where inner values still count.
Where all beings are accepted -
There is in the dark light of the night
The bright moon with magical force and soft shine.

Under the protection of the breathing power of the woods
The forest grants me tranquility and deep spiritual peace.
In the origin of my existence I experience
The connection o

Night in the Autumnal Wood

Slowly the sun is setting in the distance,
In the sky already the first stars are twinkling.

The river is shimmering like a silver band.
Peace invades the whole land.

Full and round the moon illumines the earth,
So that it will finally become night again.

But in the middle of the wood –
There is a clearing fair –
An elf is sitting under the trees –
Lost in musing –
I was sunk in better times.

Silent, timeless -
One with nature –
Moonlight in the autumnal wood.
Leaves glisten softly,
Music strikes up
Beautiful like starlight.

The whisper of the worlds,
The glances of magic,
And the eternity of elves

The Old Oaken TreeI have sat in your shade and have been dreaming.
Often I have forgotten the time.
Into your bark I have sobbed.
Underneath your roof of leaves I have sought shelter.
My grief, my joy I have told you.
A feeling of safety I have found here.

You are still there - changed - like me ...
After so many years.
You have stood your ground.
I have found a home, a place to strike root.
We share our life at the little creek.
Hardly I can grasp it or word my joy.

The power, peace and silence that surround you
I have already loved as a child.
And when I climbed up your branches and hurt you -
Please forgive me, the ignorant child.
That what I loved to ha

Eternal Wood

Eternal wood with thousands of tree-tops,
In your halls dwells peace.
With your incessant rustle
You still the longing of my heart.

In silent devotion, the mouth must
Fail there miserably.
Only bird-singing has here the right
To beat the time.

Each tree loves its neighbour,
Together they carry the weight.
Caress each other tenderly with the branches,
Hugs themselves when they like.

For how many animals do you offer
A safe habitat?
For how many flowers do you care
Which trust blindly your protection?

Eternal wood with thousands of tree-tops,
Mother Earth may preserve you.
At all times and forever
You should develop yourself

The velvety Dress of NightWhen night
Raises her velvety dress
And wraps me up
In merciful darkness
All my ways guide me
Back to myself.

Through the vale of despair
Lead my paths
To the forests of mourn -
Guide me to a lake
Fed from my tears.

The trees whisper of past times
Of happiness and sorrow,
Whisper with a voice of yearning
Of dreams and wishes.

The wind brings me tidings
Of those who left
Whose dreams haunt me
Every night.

Silent voices tell of ties
Knotted by magic power -
Inseparable.
Whisper questions
That move my heart.

When night
Raises her velvety dress
And wraps me up.

Some Time in InfinityBut I know there is another world
Some time in infinity.
Some time I will meet you again,
In the light dwelling of continuity.

I lay at the creek and think of you,
Not far from me you are standing.
The water is quiet,
Your leaves do not rustle,
Silenced in my heart as well
Every day's pain neverending.

You give me strength,
You comfort me,
Also in the greatest need.

My thanks are yours,
My good friend, my tree,
Forever,
Never I would like to miss you.

You are the ashes,
Burnt in many dreams.
But from your ashes,
The diamond is forming itself.

I hold a diamond into the starlight,
Move myself to its radiance.
How the ligh

Finding Yourself

Give your soul the calm which it needs
To make itself audible
Because the voice of your soul is gentle
And its power can only flourish in silence.

Only then your soul will fill you with life
And you will be so like you really are.
You are you!
Never in your life you will be someone else.
Thus accept yourself as the one whom you are
Because you have to spent your whole life with you.

The Choice between Life and DeathThere was a time in this life that was my happiest but also the most sorrowful. In this short period I was allowed to live the highest feelings of gladness but also learned a lot of things. I have learned that a connection should never be one-way or the other one did not know what to begin with. And the moral was – but I hope it was not my final lesson – an elemental soul and a human soul can never be soul mates.

I never have had what is called numerous friendships, was always confronted with the words "You are strange". Thus made me very distrusting towards people around me and I preferred getting lost in astral travel rather than

Deeply rooted in Mother Earth

Like with thousand fine roots,
Each tree throngs to the depth
Like Mother Earth presented it
With sweet juices of life.

As it is deeply anchored in Her,
Rises to the light,
Under blossoms, under fruits,
Thankful shines and happily lives.

So you gave me power and blossoms,
Gave me fruits. So you are
My little Mother Earth,
I am deeply rooted in you!

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Do you hear the music, wandering from major to minor? In this weightlessness of nature Mr. Autumn is obtrusive like in a dictatorship.

Is it the cold, the decline of joy – do they make you blind? – It is not so simple.
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Does love put you under its spell? – But in this melancholy it never arrived.
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The long days fade.
Autumn takes its course.
In cold rough winds
The mist is blown away.

Trees still hold fast
To their leaves.
But the wind is drifting violently
And rushes through the branches.

The leaves fall – fall like from afar,
As if distant gardens will wither in the skies.
They fall with a negative gesture.
And in the nights, the heavy Earth falls
From all stars into solitude.

The wind blows so cold, removes the leaves from the boughs.
It shouts into the woods: "Good night, all you Earthen guests!"

At the hill, the moon is shining; the grey clouds
Dash rapidly across the valley, where all woods lament.

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A Tale of Elves and Fairies

by *Malintra-Shadowmoon, Sep 29, 2012, 1:58:19 PM
Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Free Verse

At a time, when humans still believed in faeries and elves, they possessed power. A power of which they were not conscious. They created what they thought and only by their will-power the fabulous creatures of their fantasies came to life. So it happened that the lonely dark woods were suddenly populated by gentle wood spirits. Delicate elves, dainty nymphs, graceful little fairies swinging themselves from branch to branch left sparkling stardust on their ways. A wonderful mystical world was arisen und its habitants were just waiting for assisting humanity. Those who were desperate and sad could call them and they always came to help. Then it happened that the humans forgot the magical realm and a dark age began.

The humans had forgotten that they only need to believe for to see. Those who were desperate stayed alone and those being worried found no comfort any longer. The elven realm existed further on – but it fell into oblivion. Humanity had become blind. Hundreds of years passed und the elven realm was only a weak shadow in the fantasy of men.

Only children were still able to see them because children bear the hope in themselves that there is something that gives power to change the world to the positive. Something that gives strength and trust.
Trust in people themselves. Something that let humans perceive what power they really have. But when everybody looks around in full awareness, they still can see elves today.

A Tale of Elves and Fairiesby *Malintra-Shadowmoon

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When there was peace and happiness between different people/folks and they live side by side in harmony...

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*TheDewdropFairy Jan 18, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Being a fairy myself, I am often overlooked. I love your poem

*Malintra-Shadowmoon Jan 18, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

I will never overlook any kinship.
Thanks for liking my poem

*TheDewdropFairy Jan 18, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

You are most welcome

*elvenelegance Jan 14, 2013 Professional General Artist

Nice. I will accept this in group.

*Malintra-Shadowmoon Jan 14, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Thanks. I am glad that you like it

~KodokuNoNana Oct 28, 2012 General Artist

I love this kind of tales ^^

Fantasy is another door which gives people the opportunity to escape from what is called "here"..

*Malintra-Shadowmoon Oct 28, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thanks.
I agree with you for it being a door to another world as it really is. For me it is the entry to the astral plane. And a lot of times (mostly in my childhood/adolescence) I used astral travel to escape humanity and their world ... until have learned to come back again - here can be beauty too - people can be nice and friendly. They are not all the same.
So, since 1995 I walk this path. I am here for people who seek me. They will find me

~KodokuNoNana Oct 28, 2012 General Artist

Well said

~moonlight4ngel Sep 30, 2012 Student General Artist

Wonderful... and I hope so much, that once people will want again to open their eyes and see them, to believe in their existence. The world would change a lot...

I believe in them, and I also hope that once I could see them... once I will deserve it, hopefully.

*Malintra-Shadowmoon Oct 1, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Yes, you are right. There would be more harmony between the folks, peace, friendship, mutual understanding and support.

You deserve it. Do not doubt. Just believe it.

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