‘Tis a new day, I feel rested, my mind I clear. Very early this morning, my son Bruce came by, and after a bit, asked me, “Dad, what is bothering you?” After I explained my dilemma, he laughed and said, “you will come up with the answer as you always do.” Once again I hear the question run through my brain, do you have a bit of power that not known to you is evident\to others? I wonder, am I making my problem, if it is one, more difficult to solve?
I fear that you will not understand that I have writ. I will explain when you are at hand. As I have said now, my mind is now clear. The clan is gathering from near and afar. Most are here. As I have said, I have not mentioned my thoughts to anyone concerning, ‘powers’ and whether or not how far they reach. My suspicion is that ‘everyone’ has something, buried deep in his mind, controlled by the Master of all mankind. Bits of it may be set free if it’s to advantage of all. Therefore I’ll go on as in my every day with the hope my mind keeps on even keel.
The conversation and action continues to grow amongst all factions of The Nether Folk and their friends from near and far away. I am surprised because in the past I had noticed some little disagreements here and there even tho they did no last.
Something odd is happening that has everyone talking and pointing to the skies. I look myself to see an amazing sight. There appears to be a very thick blanket of leaves hovering over the entire area and the trees are winter bare. The ground is clear. Of a sudden the leprechaun and several Nether Folk appear together and start to dance, their arms raised and burst into song, one I never heard before. As they do, the skies clear, the leaves disappear and once more the trees are filled with shimmering leaves. A cheer of approval sounds through the woods and now everyone is dancing and singing in happiness. There is however a small group consisting of only Nether Folk from away, seemingly, pleased and happy of what has occurred.
I feel a tingling in my head and the thought again is there. What if—? Then it’s gone. Another impromptu party begins. It seems impossible to dampen the spirit of enjoyment in these People of the woods. I say, “Long live the Nether Folk and their ilk.”
The party is in full swing now. I do not have a full explanation of how it happened. If everyone is happy, why question it. The woods are ringing with the sounds of all sorts of musical instruments and Drums.
The Green Man has not been around for some time now. I wonder if he saw the colossal show of the blanket of leaves hovering over the woods. Just as I spoke of the Green Man, a loud rumble was heard through the area. Does he read minds? He has not appeared for some time now, I think he has not been in the area but no one can really keep track of him. Perhaps he will come along before the party is over. There goes that rumble again. People are on the move again watching for something to happen. Boom, Boom, Boom again then a loud clattering sound. That’s all. What is going on in these woods? There, over there, clouds of smoke can be seen and it is moving towards us. We all, the Leprechuan and the Nether folk are gathered together in amazement as a Monstrous engine is pushing through the trees but, not harming them. The green, dressed in his fanciest clothes
is at the front of the engine but does not appear to be driving it. Just when it seems that the monstrous engine
will mow down trees, it stops dead without sound and swinging down is the Green Man, laughing and waving. He is in control of everything now. I get down from the tree, I had climbed to get away from that monster, but I will be back folks, soon, I hope.
Copyright © Charles E. Frost
March 29, 2012