Once upon a time,
In a place dreamed up by a single thought
There lived a young spirit naive and curious
With a very big problem that made them very distraught
They had slept for so long,
Through the death of trees and the rise of mountains
That right under their nose
Their most precious and dearest memories had gone
Far, far away to a place where the spirit did not yet know
In a frenzy, she searched everywhere
Under the bright trees,
In her strands of hair,
Even in the sleeping monster's lair.
Yet no matter how much searched,
No matter what she did
Her past had disappeared as if it were air
Leaving behind the poor spirit
Much to her despair
And so, the young spirit slouched down next to a broken tower
Her eyes blurry with golden tears,
Which left her mouth tasting sour
"If only I had woken up sooner,"
She said this to no one in particular.
"Perhaps I could've found them."
And then she hung her head in glum
Crunch!,
The noise sounded right next to her ear
The spirit yelped and jumped into the air
In such a quiet place,
It was a surprising thing to hear!
The noise was followed by more interesting noises
Such the as sounds her mouth made when her vocals were strung
The click tapping of the rocks, the sharp whoosh as the air was cut
And a sweet little song, sounding as if a lyre was being strung
The spirit perked up
Her past grievances forgotten in a moment
She swayed through the air
Carefully and quietly
As to not disturb them
