Settling a debt I didn’t owe
Settling for a seed that cannot grow
Settling to avoid a truth I know
Harsh is the light shining bright
Harsh is the darkness you have to fight
Harsh is the truth I already know
Poison seeping through my veins
Poison, invisible without a name
Poison is the truth I painfully know
Settling is to choose and not to choose
Settling is the fear that made you lose
Settling is the truth I’ve always known
Twinkle fairy in a jar
Shines at night like a star
In a sapphire dress
And sunset-colored hair to impress
Poisonous danger from the unknown
Threatens to kill every plant or creature that has shown
As they fall one by one
She stands alone and tries to undo what has been done
A rare blue flower contains the antidote
Where to find it she knows not
Twinkle searches high and low
But her search is too slow
Plants and fairies both die alike
She’s trying to save them with all her might
But the land is large and the search is long
And she is tiny and not very strong
Three days have gone, but nothing still
Until she meets the wise frog that restores her will
He tells her where the flower is found
“In the lake,” he says. “Around and around”
Perplexed by the riddle, her head began to twirl
Nonetheless she flew ahead, until she saw the water whirl
Around and around, said the frog
And so she dove, knowing she wasn’t wrong
Beyond the whirl pool
The blue flower shines in a water so cool
She struggle through the chilly water beneath
To retrieve the ingredient that would save every fairy and every leaf
Once the antidote was successfully brewed
She mixes it with droplets of dew
The final touch before she fills her spray can
And flies away as fast as she can
In the night the land was sprayed
Washing all the poison away
The plants and fairies lived again
But never knew how they were saved, why or when
After days of endless travel
Twinkle returned to her jar and was relieved forever
She had protected the land once and for all
Yet no one but the frog knew of this tale so tall
Haunted by a distant past
A vicious relentless evil
A daunting curse once cast
Spewing venom and causing peril
In fertile ground the curse grows
Feeding on its unsuspecting host
Spreading its poisonous vines as far as can go
Until it strangles its victim and they are no more
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An Artist at Heart 