Dorothea Barth Musician and WriterElegant Violin Music for your Wedding or Special EventCeltic Sheet Music Arrangements
Original CompositionsPoetry and Prose

by Dorothea Barth ©2012

The garden that was Eden
Whose story's oft been told
Cannot have been so different
Than what I here behold:

The trees and ferns of all the lands
The Old World and the New
Spiked leaves that love the desert sun
Bright flowers that drink the dew

Rare blue lily of the Nile
Rose lily from Peru
And white the angel's trumpet
That sounds amidst bamboo

Bounteous are these flora
That bless and beckon me
But none so casts a spell as this:
The Landscape of the Wee

Beneath an eastern elm she sits
In robes of palest green
The faery perched upon a stone
The troll by her unseen

Wild his hair and full his sack
With rubies and fine gold
And dreams to win the princess
Her beauty to behold

Be ye god or man or elf
The sorrow is the same
When earnest lover and beloved
Each have a different aim

Her love was for a tiny horse
As delicate as she
Woeful the troll that wished to woo
In Landscape of the Wee.