Metamorphosis: Naiads & Dryads

This weeks theme is about Naiads & Dryads. For those of you unfamiliar with them, they are nymphs of the water and trees; respectively. They are most often connected with Greek Mythology. Elora, Christine and I all took these words and developed a short story around it. This time I tried my hand at poetry. It ended up sounding more like the chorus of an old Greek or Shakespearean Play. Not that I'm comparing myself to the brilliant Bard or that I'm claiming this has the eloquence or style of Ancient Greek plays.

With input from Christine and Elora, I decided to try my hand at conveying this as a play instead of a poem. I'd love to hear from you.

Are you able to visualize the scene?

Can you still feel the melody of the poem?

Are there any phrases or ideas that feel like wise words for your own life or help you see the world around you in a new way?

Wisdom From The Earth

OPENING SCENE

We see a forest full of trees and flowers. A river runs through the middle of the stage. The blue skinned NAIAD cloaked in a wispy white dress enters from stage left, while the green skinned DRYAD cloaked in a dark brown suit enters from stage right. Both of them meet in the middle, then turn to address the audience.

NAIAD

Listen to babbling brooks to hear my voice

DRYAD

Stand under a tree to feel my rejoice

We call to the gypsy, wanderer and nomad

In leaves, foam, or flowers we’ll be clad

NAIAD & DRYAD

Speaking from the earth as nymphs; both Naiad and Dryad

NAIAD

The water cycles through air, rain, water and ice

It flows with change and embraces the price

What once was solid will turn to dust and fade

DRYAD

Wise powerful trees have fallen, now decayed

NAIAD & DRYAD

But new life spouts where that old tree once gave its shade

You may say we’re not real, that we can’t be

But you’re the ones with borders we can’t see

Kings, countries, and claims are stories you tell

There’s no true claim on any forest, hill or dell

So come out and feed your soul with a powerful spell

NAIAD

Ask where you wish to spend thought and time

Is it hiding from the world or chasing that dime

DRYAD

Or something real you can take hold of

Perhaps you will need a gentle shove

NAIAD & DRYAD

Awake, get up, and cultivate a real life you will love

(repeats last line as the slowly exit off of the stage)