|Adapted and Rewritten by JLG©3/2002|
|A water faerie was she,
In a pond deep beneath the lily pad
A place she wanted not to be.
Her birth place only made her sad.
|From sunrise until the night,
Her eyes did follow
The chariot's flight,
Of the great Sun God, Apollo.
|But he didn't have eyes for her.
He set his sights on another instead.
This sent her emotions to anger,
And put silly notions into her head.
|She arose every day,
To the surface so far.
Wishing only for a way,
To be nearer his star.
|One moonless night,
A magical Faerie did hear
Of her anguished plight,
And washed away her fear.
|She would grant Clytie her wish,
But warned of her toil.
From the freedom of a fish,
To a plant rooted in soil.
|Clytie found herself transported,
Through the waters of her home
Where nymphs cavorted,
And water sprites did roam.
|A winged dragon took her,
Closer to the sun.
Would this life be better,
Or would she soon succumb?
|She wilted in the heat,
And then she nearly died.
Her grief was so complete,
That she hung her head and cried.
|The gentle rains they fell that night,
Her roots the ground took hold.
By morning's sun she was alright,
Remembering what she'd been told.
|Once again her head did raise,
As tall and proud she stood.
Golden petals framed her face,
Beneath a greening hood.
|Magic made the change,
With nature's gift of shower.
O'er all the lands she now does range,
We know her as ... Sun Flower.
"Dance Of The Sugarplum Fairies"