Kingdom of the Goddess

Magic garden of fairies

Old gardens have own magic and this maigic not ordinary.
It can't be compared to something that we know and can remember.
Though somewhere there were memoirs about such garden from my childhood.
I do not know, can that garden be hereby, or, was something another,
for example a forest.

Ancient as the world, a forest about which there were only memoirs.
I remember, about it because I should remember.
I remember flowers in a garden of the grandmother. Yes. I remember.
I went around of pink bushes, peering into green leafs.
Can into leafs, live elves. Elves - who they?
Great people of wizards, or fantastic essences.

I remember also that other life, and the great-great-grandmother
in an ancient black dress, near a pink bush.
I heard conversations of our pastor, on the elves,
gnomes (goblins) as assistant's devil.
I listened to the pastor very silently, afraid to tell,
(you do not understand, that and these �devilish peoples�
were in old time Great Peoples of the Goddess).

I was silently, because the grandmother has told.
Us can expel from a community and, even to burn out on a fire.
Alas, it was the truth, I saw, how the last year burnt one woman
from the next community. It was awful. I remember her shouts...
Great People of Wizards (Tuatha De Danann)
disappeared in gardens of our great-grandmothers and great-grandfathers,
those which continued to serve ancient Gods.

And then when and gardens disappeared,
peoples of wizards became new life in national folklore in fairy tales
and superstitions of people.
Peoples of wizards have remained in our memory because
our memory is immortal, but not to everyone is given to recollect.
I have tried to find road to a magic garden of fairies,
and I have found this road about which I want to tell today.