There was a day
Many years ago
When in the Gardens
There appeared a glow
And lights began
To fill the air
And Seven Fairies
Fluttered there
And Sun, the youngest
Asked her Kin,
“What is this place
We’re flying in?”
“These Gardens,”
Said the eldest Rose,
“are our home now.
A fairy knows,
That when a budding
Flower gleams
Then From that place
New magic streams.”
And so, the sisters
Began to spread
Their magic through
The flower beds.
And in the trees
They lit a spark
To dance with colors
In the dark.
And soon each night
There was no doubt
That fairy magic
Shown throughout.
“Well now,” said Rose
“This place is right
And dazzles truly
With our light.
And now of course
It must be clear
The laws and rules
That Govern here.”
And so the Fairies
Through many days
Worked through each word
Each line, each phrase.
Until at last
They’d settled on
Their principles,
To build upon
And teach to all
Who ventured there
About the magic’s
Cause and care.
The first they’d hidden
That’s a fact.
With symbols
That a human Cracked.
It told of how
Through youthful mind
A person’s magic
They could find.
The second law
Remains unknown
And so to you
The path is shown.
For here with this
Your quest’s begun
We hope that you
Will find it fun.
For if this law
You can surmise,
Then you perhaps
Will claim our prize.