A Zillion Earthly Stars

"A zillion earthly stars entwined amongst the mossy covered ground. Surely, such a magical place like this must be the fays sweet home of reverie." ~ANNABELLE~

Finding the death pool was one of my most exciting hiking treks I've ever been on. I usually went for the flowers and trees since I so much love gardening but on this one occasion it was different. When I came across a clearing in the wood, the morning sun was just hitting on the dew covered ground. Drops of rain from the previous night were still on the newly sprung leaves of plants and everything was accentuated twofold. The rays of the sun intermittent by the early morning fog, were casting shadows on the trees when something caught my eye by the twinkle of a leaf. I thought, Oh my I just got winked.

Further down into the sloped clearing I followed what seemed to be a twinkling ring or something like .Certainly if not glass then some kind of earthly mineral. But when I came closer to the now enlarging brilliant ring , to my surprise I couldn't believe that what was winking at me from afar was an oddly shaped rock with two small tiny heart-shaped holes ; one above the other joined by an impressed line. These holes were imbued with rusty amber crystals. I closely examined the stone and couldn't believe that I had just found such a treasured stone.
Naturally I'm not one to be completely satisfied in finding just the one and so I looked to see if by chance there was more. And do you think, but yes there was more; way much more. In fact so much more that I couldn't carry all the little darling jewels with me. I had no bag, no sweater, not even a hat and so I put them at the bottom of my t-shirt rolled up a third to bring home as much as I possibly could. All the while I forgot to say that where this mother load had been, every step, every move created a crunch, crackle, pop. I thought I must be Captain Crunch. I’ve just found my treasure that’s been lost. What I had actually found was not the Captains treasure nor the morning bowl of cereal but a death pool of Jurassic-ammonites {prehistoric fossils-impressions of life} imbued in crystal amber, gold and white.These stones were scattered randomly beneath the rocks, under trees, and everywhere else in the clearing between the heavens and the earth. A zillion earthly stars entwined amongst the mossy covered ground. Surely, such a magical place like this must be the fays sweet home of reverie.To me, a treasure had been found and a passion had evolved. And now I cannot wait to go for our first SPRING hike and to find more of which has never been seen by the human eye before. You see to me these stones are antiquities of the highest form and best of all don’t even cost a penny. They never have been owned before so you can call them your very own. I searched and wondered what I could do with all these little stones and as you can see I’ve made a heart of stone. But bare with me, I’ll be back to show other things I’ve ingeniously made with all the little stones.
There is but one that I call "MY PRECIOUS", and that is the one which started it all; the Two Heart Stone”. It wasn't the ring that I had thought was winking at me in that clearing in the wood; but a double heart to signify; one my branded love for nature and the other love just beginning to uncover for natures impressions found in these magical stones. And so, I had no choice but to call it "My Precious."
~ANNABELLE ~



A Zillion Earthly Stars

Along a narrow winding road
I came upon a hollow grove
When to my eye did meet
A fantastical, magical, wondrous load

It shimmered and gleamed
And in between the moss did grow
For in an instance I did think
I’d seen a zillion stars ablaze

The sun shined brightly through the trees
Its friend the breeze accompanied
and together played amongst the leaves
Casting shadows on the scared ground beneath


Fragmented light bounced to and fro sporadically
Upon the zillion earthly stars I’d seen
And in their enlighten glow
They cast a stage
of a beautiful twinkling fairy dream

Dragonflies and bees
Hovering in the breeze
With every flicker
of their gossamer wings
they glittered and they gleamed

One by one they scattered
until there were none
Oh, but wait
a little dragonfly had stopped
and landed on a
stone

And at the little ones delight
I placed my hand to touch
to see how this could be
Could it all be, what I believed?

What I had thought
The dragonfly and stone
Were of reality.
~ANNABELLE~