Is there a light at the end of the tunnel
Or is there just more tunnel
And endless cavern of tunnels
Channeling under the earth
Never to come out on top
Never to see the light of day again
Just a cave
Dwarven mines that go on and on forever
With no end and no beginning
A fairy stuck below the earth
With no way of escape
No flowers
No sunlight
No joy
No room to fly or frolic
Just endless searching in the darkest of darks
Where is my mushroom
Where is the toadstool of home
Are there mycelium somewhere to lead me there
Is there a path up
And how do I find it
A fairy must know these things, right?
But I still search
Tunnel after tunnel
Looking for the light
About the Creator
Karen LaRue
I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!
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