Borne throughout the sands of time, she is destined to return. Donna J. Fennel
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BEHOLD THE CRUCIBLE® Original, spell-binding, mythical tavern tale by Donna J. Fennel.
Quilled on this 22st day of June, 2004, as I enter time's revolving door.
Revised especially for thee and me on this 16th day of May, 2006.
A child was born of humble forest faun and fairy, in still of night ~
While moon drops caressed her ivory skin, bathed in opalescence.
'Midst this lair of care, a lilting lullaby evoked new babe’s delight ~
Lo, she was no ordinary newborn, nor was her mystical presence.
Fairy had visited great wizard in glen beyond her frozen pond ~
Knowing she be with child, yet curious as to how this could be?
For faun had not sired this babe in glade, nor did he impregnate ~
Fairy. “Divine intervention?” she questioned, as he opened gate.
“Proclaim name now of thy child”, wizard instructed frazzled fairy ~
Erstwhile he adorned babe’s cradle with suckle and yew berries.
“Crucible her name shall be, for she holds key to life’s mystery.”
‘Pon yonder hill, haunted whip-o-will’s staccato of a somber song.
‘Twas then the gods challenged with courage, their ultimate test ~
To fashion this babe into a mystic princess, sans succor or rest.
So she is one with men and deities, and arcane powers that be ~
Of nomenclature by Mother Nature, the Crucible now is blessed.
This wizard then proclaimed to the fairy his visionary testimony ~
“Your babe’s powers shall remain, so long as ye stays in matrimony.
If thou and faun were to separate, ah, doom henceforth be your fate ~
And Crucible would then return from ashes where she was spurned.”
“Why is this so?” fairy asked wizard, for she truly yearned to know.
“My child, Crucible was a gift from the gods”, while wizard whirled rod.
“They blessed thee for thine love true; nay, they are through with you ~
If thou's desire is doomed to die, so shalt Crucible while the doves cry.”
“Alas, Crucible would then return to flame from which her body came.
Tho her mission is the world to tame, thee and faun would be to blame.
If ye elect to naught remain husband and wife, despite marriage strife.
Lo, Crucible 'tis no mortal, so she is destined to return to mystic portal.”
“For men of damned, dismal lives, she is a destined oracle to prophesize ~
'Mongst the bravest of legions, Crucible will journey into distant regions
Where, upon her breast, she will hereto display her imperial Druid’s crest ~
Yea, hearken her virtuous voice, for her kingdom will one day rejoice.”
“Mission bells will peal whence, with zeal, the suffering she shall heal ~
Voices will be still whence she soothes souls, quilling her powerful prose.
Born from flame, mankind she will tame, a victor 'midst terror and strife ~
For she shalt, indeed, one day men lead through his greatest test in life.”
Hence, fairy left glen with babe in arms who would, one day, charm ~
Mortal men with her ardent amoré and beauty, whom she will not harm
These mortals, for her babe chortle would one day be a hypnotic laugh ~
To eradicate all men's fears and tears, becoming phantasms of their past.
Many suns and moons passed, hence Crucible’s reflection ‘twas cast ~
In her pond she used as looking glass, to gaze into the future and past.
Mirrored beauty reflected which no man now rejected; ‘twas protected ~
By gods on this mortal sod, for now a lovely damsel’s face was detected.
As wizard had aptly prophesized, Crucible rode into villages at sunrise ~
To heal sick and bestow bounty to poor, so they naught suffer any more.
With her magic touch she now produced much, including miracles and such.
Alas, the gods did not know this would spawn envy among her own family.
For as time spiraled on, faun grew ere fonder of his stunning daughter ~
His mind wandered in erotic fantasy, dreams of being entwined with she.
Cometh hour, during Beltane shower when faun hungered for her fodder ~
Whence he prepared her potion of devotion, which she drank unknowingly.
Lo, the potent herbs cast their spell ‘pon Crucible, who sacrificed her will ~
To feign off father faun’s advances, for hex entranced her with carnal skill.
Whence he took her now in forest glen, performing this act two times again ~
'Til she was impregnated with malevolent child, ‘midst this woodland wild.
Crucible-tried, Crucible-true: Her naiveté and this foray, so wicked and new ~
She was doomed to bear an Anti-Christ from this union; what a painful price!
Alas, a ruthless soldier would soon be born on a most somber of winter morn.
And now she must face the gods’ unforgiving scorn for her sexual union thrice.
Whence fairy found couple ‘pon marled moss, her heart aloss with doleful dross ~
‘Twas then she sensed her maternal loss, and Crucible would die at worst of cost.
For fairy was enraged with jealousy, mind spewing, “Woe be to me and thee!”
The gods all-knowing sent vicious vortex blowing ‘round, suffocating all sound.
Before Crucible entered Death’s door, the gods deemed they would punish man ~
For poisoning the mind of faun, whose name is Pan, with a mind of carnal demand.
‘Twas then Crucible bore child, delivered by none other than the gods’ ruthless hand.
To ruthlessly ravage, like a savage, reducing doomed Earth to mere grains of sand.
As for faun’s fate, his selfish physical act, in the gods’ eyes, shant ne’er go ignored ~
So he was now banished to Hell, to confront daemons regardless of how he implored.
Alas, tho fairy be innocent of all carnal crime she, too, was destined to serve time ~
Whence you gaze at full moon, note beautiful face; twas fairy’s final resting place.
Spawned from ferocious fires on Beltane night; out of darkness and into the Light ~
Far beyond the vortices of space and time they are servants, now, of toil and care.
For they failed to follow Druid creed, choosing to give into wanton and selfish need ~
‘Pon ensuing Beltane nights, gaze into stars bright, indeed, ye shall find them there …
I really made you think! My mind stretched into fathomless depths for this one.
My intent, here, was for your mind to wander, while this poetic epic you might ponder.
May we one day witness a world without hate, before Satan storms Heaven’s gates.
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