A Dryad Cursed

A Dryad, lost within her woods,
Wanders in the night.
The starlight filters through the trees,
Offering only light
The evening breeze’s only song
Is a lonely plaint
While the shadows ‘neath the trees
seem a dark’ning taint

Where is the song that filled her wood
But three short days ago?
How is it that it did not stay
When she told him to go?

The dying leaves beneath her feet
crack and moan with pain
And bitter tears are all she sees
In the summer rain
The needles of her evergreens
Pierce her, heart and soul,
The peace, the joy, the hope of dawn
All these things he stole

Where is the song that filled her wood
But three short days ago?
How is it that it did not stay
When she told him to go?

And had she better understood
The price that she would pay
She would have let him pass untouched
Through her wood that day
But he was singing as he rode
And she is drawn to song
So like a dream she came to him
And dallied overlong
At last, as is the Faerie way,
She bade him to depart
And with him, when he left her woods,
He took her Faerie heart.
Such a thing as could not be,
Nature’s course reversed
For now it’s she lost in her woods
And now it’s she who’s cursed.

A Dryad, lost within her woods,
Wanders in the night.
The starlight filters through the trees,
Offering only light
The evening breeze’s only song
Is a lonely plaint
While the shadows ‘neath the trees
seem a darkened taint

Where is the song that filled her wood
But three short days ago?
How is it that it did not stay
When she told him to go?

The dying leaves beneath her feet
crack and moan with pain
And bitter tears are all she sees
In the summer rain
The needles of her evergreens
Pierce her, heart and soul,
The peace, the joy, the hope of dawn
All these things he stole

Where is the song that filled her wood
But three short days ago?
How is it that it did not stay
When she told him to go?