The following is an excerpt from ‘The Krienol Legend’, a story within a story from ‘Leaves of the Lady’s Green Mantle’,written in Kalevala rhythm. The illustrations, painted by Katherine Rudolph relate to the story. These paintings are available for sale in print. All proceeds from the sale of these prints will contribute to the publishing of the book of ‘The Krienol Legend’, for cultural purposes.
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The Krienol Legend
1. Igie Krie was bold and bearded.
On a kind of quest adventure,
Seeking seeds in ancient, wondrous,
Long forgotten land of Krienols.
2. Ochre earth was once transparent.
And the sun was deeply shing.
Sowing seeds was his endeavour;
For he knew the herbs of healing.
3. King Kroleen lay old and ailing,
Not a word, would he now utter.
Mute he came back from the Mudlands,
No one knew the reason for it.
4. Iggy sought the root intended
For restoring words and phrases,
Lost amidst the drooping dismal
Mudlands underneath the marshes.
5. There were gardens ’round the castle;
But Kalayariss grew not there.
Ancients never sowed the seedling,
For they vanished all together….’