The following is an excerpt from ‘Leaves of The Lady’s Green Mantle’, written in hexameter. 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 Lady’s Green Mantle’, for cultural purposes. Please contact Katherine Rudolph on 0061 413 770 020 if you are interested in the purchase of any print or if you are interested in the remainder of the story.
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Leaves of the Lady’s Green Mantle
‘…Watching the flow of the water, ’twas dappled by sparkling sunlight,
Brought back adventures of summers gone by when we’d played by the willows.
I can remember a time, when a milk pod became a light vessel,
Gossamer made us a sail, and we sailed our small boats in the shallows.
On the clear waters, they glided, and led us down stream to the nixies.
Stories of Ichabod Mudd in the Round Room and underground caverns.
I could still hear a faint echo, a chorus of chortling voices.
Nixies were telling about how the waters had flowed in past ages.
We were much younger in those days; I know, though I hardly remember;
“Oceans were here all about where you children are splashing and playing.
We are no more than a trickle compared to the place we will flow to.”…’
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