Artwork by Aaron Pocock
Well, well! Good heavens! You are here! Hello again, Amanita! It’s wonderful to see you once more after so long a time! You haven’t changed a bit, little one. How many years has it been? ~ What’s that you say? ~ Oh, my! That many years, eh? How quickly they have passed. That makes me feel old, dear friend. ~ Why, thank you! You are too kind. Your gracious presence alone brings back the vigor of my youth. ~ Yes, I’ve missed you, Amanita. It was just the other day when the thought of you came to mind, and then I saw you in my dream last night, so I came here on a hunch.
He took me for a walk today.
We went to Uncle Tree’s to play.
He held my paw along the way,
so I could move, and swing, and sway.
I love the boy, and he loves me!
He hugs his teddy tenderly.
On our way home, I chanced to see
a leprechaun out running free.
I’d heard about such things before
in fairy tales and old folk’s lore,
but never ever had I seen
a little man dressed all in green.
He waited ’till we’d gone on past
to run across the road real fast.
He quickly vanished in the trees,
where rainbows dwell and life’s a breeze.
March 15, 2010
“Putting music to words, and words to pictures”
Illustrated by Aaron Pocock
In His likeness… We look like God, right?
God made us, or thought us up, so spirits came first, right?
If no one has ever seen the face of The Creator,
how do we know He looks like us? The Saints look like us, too.
Leprechauns were first seen, then talked about.
We didn’t invent them, although we did find it necessary
to make up stories on their behalf. Some people claimed to have
“lost their gold” because of them. Greedy humans tell tall tales, eh?
I would love to hear a quick thought of yours on this subject,
if you can find a moment to steal away.
Thank you! Uncle Tree