Once upon a time at the edge of the woods,
By the side of a winding road; there stood a palace,
With royalty, helps, antiques, treasures and animals all about,
Such a sight to behold; this pristine palace and everything about it,
King, queens and messengers from yonder would ride for days on end;
To experience the heart and soul of this wondrous palace, be part of its beauty.
One silent night when the palace lay dead asleep, the rival kingdom- full of envy;
Swiftly moved in and attacked this sleeping beauty; debauched her and set her ablaze!
Brighter and brighter did the flames light, rushing all over the walls and furniture eating them away,
Louder and louder were the screams from inside the walls; helpless and trapped inside this grim inferno,
Higher and higher bellowed the smoke as it rose; rushing towards heaven to gang up with the clouds,
As if trying to gather all the help they could to call upon the gods to come save this desperate scene,
The heat so immense; the screams dead and gone; the palace lay in debris, chars and ashes…
Then drop, drop, drop; drummed the rain, all so fashionably tardy! The irony of it all!
Once upon a time at the edge of the woods,
By the side of a winding road; there lay some horrid ruins,
With debris, chars, scavengers, bandits, harlots and ghosts!
Its sight sends shivers down one’s spine; misery is evident in this place,
Lepers, robbers and wizards come from wherever to debauch in this ruins,
To plot agony and brew up chaos; this ruins have become a temple of profanity.
One beautiful morning as the sun snuck up on the earth,
It graced its rays and blessed its light upon the ruins,
So hard did it blaze upon them; exposing all its deep dark secrets and fears!
Ghosts from the hellish inferno released and the scars of the once pristine palace;
Healed by the marvelous glow of this element from a faraway place; a magical paradise!
All the sacrilege, plunder and supreme darkness had no choice but to pack their bags and depart,
Then softly oozed a rhythm pulsing through the ground where the ruins lay; so distinct this beat of life.
Once upon a time at the edge of the woods,
By the side of a winding road; there stood a palace,
That fell from grace at the hands of sinister forces from the pits,
Along came an angel of the light and resuscitated the ruins from the palace,
Giving it the breath of life and restoring its immaculate innocence,
Now at the edge of the woods; by the side of a winding road,
Lives an enchanted meadow adorned with life’s beauty;
A simple paradise that exudes love, joy and serenity...
