Fairy Well

 

Up a high hill and in its side hid a cave.
A refuge from the cold, sun and damp it gave.
Making this rocky isolated cavern his home.
Dwelled an old wizard who worked there alone.
Out of fear none would visit except for a fairy.
Who decided the wizard was whom she needed to see.
Half a days travel over the woods to the hill.
To fly up would take another hour or two still.
At journeys end she had reached the scariest part.
Through the dark opening she went in with a trembling heart.
There in a magically lit space the wizard sat.
Dressed in a long robe and a high pointed hat.
The fairy spoke up, “Please sir may I speak with you?”
“I’ve come because of your wisdom and the magic you do.”
The wizard replied, “If it is knowledge all you need is to ask,
But I feel you wish me to perform some magical task.”
The fairy said, “Oh great one, I wish to be big and tall.
I’m tired of being pushed around because I’m so small.”
The wizard answered, “Tall is a giant but he’s always bumping his head.
His chairs break when he sits and he can’t fit into his bed.”
The fairy asked again, “Very well then what of these wings?”
“To travel swift on my feet would be better than using these things”
The wizard replied, “Get sore feet and have muddy shoes like an elf.
You are unique and beautiful, just look at your self.”
The fairy then spoke, “I wish I wasn’t so timid and shy.
Boldness and cunning is how the trolls and gnomes get by.”
The wizard then spoke with authority but also gentle and kind.
“My dear you poses so much more, it is within you to find.”
“You wish to grow tall, look out and see how high you are.
And your desire to move fast, sweet heart you’ve gone very far.”
“And what you think of as bravery,
It took that to request what you asked of me.”
Then one final message before he began to disappear.
“It is the uncertainty of success is all that you fear.”
Then the cave grew dark and she knew he was right.
Feeling big, beautiful and brave the fairy took to flight.