Fairy Paradise

He draws near the periphery
 In disbelief on delivery
 Came child from the deep inferno
 Crusty head of dead volcano
 Heartless crow with brittle beak
 Wooden leg too schocked to speak
 Lilac dust of a woman's hair
 A wooden cross a paper prayer
 A stone where her body lay
 A stack of feathers a pile of hay
 A mushroom for an eye ball
 A mustache from the snow fall
 Worms weave a ring where fairies square dance
 Queens weave wigs with eyelash
 Trance music makes the fairies dance
 From the caves of snail shells
 Echoes the mutter medieval spells
 Mystery flows her wicked river
 Of thorn and blade and silver sliver
 Bending 'round the clover fields
 Their sapling stems don't break but yield
 Her pain inflicts no arguments
 Must learn to sway and un-arrange
 As earth she makes her final passage
 After humans long have ravaged
 Vanished with all maps for motion
 Upward angels last devotion
 One by one escort us home
 To leave the elementals free to roam
 To bathe in the last of ocean's foam
 To beach comb the nuclear debris
 Our plastic toys and our metal trees
 Once blew the pollen the feet of bees
 Now cry the stars when upon the earth
 Their gaze might rest a nostalgic burst
 A lament be heard through all the cosmos
 Of the dying planet with fallen foes