Words by Khaetidawne and Brendan Quirk.
The photo was taken in June of 2019. This print was made in December, 2020 on 8” x 10” paper.
See the first post below for the text for this image.
“Ah, but you bear it all bravely,” sings a sweet faced Faerie Queen
Words from the forest beyond us, as with her the Faerie Folk stream
We were astounded, even Dwade was taken aback by the sight
Of all the Faerie packs swooping and flitting about in the light.
The Faeries began then to sing the Love Story
Telling of ancient Fae times and of the glory
The days of their kingdom when Rock Face was King
When Earth had one landmass and love was a magical thing!
When everyone gathered together to dine on the sweet joy of living
On the hope of better times and the daily cultivation of caring
Too much work of survival to think of fighting and hate,
When rough was the world, but love and happiness was our fate.
Humans though were harsh, for their lives were so hard
They found that progress caused them to discard
That spirit which had made them Seekers -
And life then mournfully became much bleaker.
“You have it so easy now, with so little care
You are so greedy and cruel you can’t see what is there
With no feeling, no spirit, no soul, no prayer
Those who aren’t Seekers know not how to share.”