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Ivory Flute.
Contributed by
bernard2
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Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 12:03:00 PM in AEST
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One of the things that I often see on my way through the woods as I go to my place of work is the Fairy rings. On some days I see many such rings on other days none at all. Fairy rings are really the dance places of the Fairies. Fairies and all of the little folk love to dance. Why some of the instruments played by the Fairies are made by the Leprechauns who can turn their hands to any kind of work. I once saw two leprechauns working with fire to melt metal that they skilfully poured into moulds of clay that they had built on the Forest floor. When the moulds were cool enough to work on they made a clarinet that gave out the sweetest of tones.
On my way home from work in the nearby town I heard the sweet notes of a clarinet. The music was delightful to listen to. I stood rooted to the spot waiting to hear more of this magical music. The clearing where I was sitting listening to the sweet tones gradually filled with the little people. Some of the little folk had instruments with them. A fairy seemed to be showing the little folk with instruments to a raised earthen bank. Here they settled down and one of the Leprechauns that had made the clarinet took his place in front of the musicians and raised his music stab and then with a swing of his arms the loveliest music was heard. All the animals in the forest also stopped what they were doing and listened to this wonderful treat.
I then saw the Fairy Queen who came flying in on the winged horse. Her Majesty was carrying a most beautiful looking flute it was made of ivory and picked out with small pieces of gold. The musicians finished their piece of music and Her Majesty spoke to the little folk. “ This Flute is for the person that can with his or her music bring a tear to my eye.” This was to me a little disconcerting, who would want to bring a tear to Her Majesties Royal Eyes? Not one of the Fairies made even an effort to play on their instruments. I thought there are no takers no one will try to win the ivory flute.
I must admit I was surprised when a little Gnome who was really ugly stepped forward and bowed to Her Royal Majesty. “Your Highness may I be allowed to try to bring a tear to your eyes with my violin?” “You may.” said Her Royal Highness.” With this the Gnome stood in front of the orchestra and played a most bittersweet piece of music on his violin. I have never heard music like it; it was so poignant that it even brought the tears to my eyes. I looked first at Her Majesty then at the rest of the little folk. All were openly crying the music had touched us all deep down where it was understood; in the heart.
Her Majesty then presented the ugly Gnome with the beautiful ivory flute. “Take this flute and play your tunes to the whole world.” To the little folk she said the following words, “ All of you have made the mistake of calling the race of the Gnomes ugly.” “A Gnome to another Gnome is as beautiful as the music that we have all heard played by this Gnome on his violin.” “The next time that you think someone is ugly think of this beautiful music.” “The Gnome showed us his heart when he played that melody that brought the tears to our eyes. Can someone with such music in his heart be ugly?”
Soon after, all went home and I slowly made my way back to my own house thinking how wise the Fairy Queen is and how beautiful.
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Re: Ivory Flute.
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by MorningDove on
Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 12:28:39 PM AEST
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I personally love your fairy tales and so do my grandchildren. My 5 y/o doesn't want any tales read to him now except from Mr. Bern. Funny he can tell the difference too if I try to read another to him. He points it out to me instantly and very indignantly. I like your fairy world much better than I like the real people world, lol. At least, as all fairy tales should, it has a happy ending and good always defeats bad. So it should be in real life.
Love to you and Martha,
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Re: Ivory Flute.
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 01:41:50 PM AEST
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| This was actually one of the first of your fairy tales that I read, but I loved it, it was beautifull, majestic and mysterious in tone, I loved it SLipSiX. |
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Re: Ivory Flute.
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by liquidsunshine on
Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 02:45:10 PM AEST
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Bernard
I know I haven't commented or read very many of your poems or stories lately, but I do love them so. Eventually I'll get around to it someday somehow.
This is just magical, my friend.
Love and peace,
Chelsea |
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Re: Ivory Flute.
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by CarolinaBlue on
Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 07:34:55 PM AEST
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Oh bernard this was one of my favorites, simply because most of my years have been spent playing both the flute and clarinet. Music of the heart is truly a splendid thing and often my most cherished moment when I am feeling alone.
Can someone with such music in his heart be ugly?”
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, unfortunately, but music is the universal language of love, and all hearts dance under it's spell. A wonderful write
~Blue~
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Re: Ivory Flute.
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by gwenevere on
Saturday, 30th July 2005 @ 05:39:41 AM AEST
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| This is one of your best ever.Very true too, never look at the outside it's what is inside that counts.Well done again, Ros |
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Re: Ivory Flute.
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by sweetangeluk on
Saturday, 30th July 2005 @ 06:45:44 AM AEST
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I don't just like them Bernard I love them all. If only life could be as beautiful as your magical tales. They take me back to my childhood days of innocence and bliss. The child within me loves the adventures and the enchantment. You have a beautiful imagination and am so happy that I have had the pleasure to read your amazing writes. My angel who is on her/his way will share your words with me.
Love to you and your wife always
One of your biggest fans
Lots of love Angelxxxx |
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