Deep in the enchanted forest
Under mossy rocks and water-reeds 
I found an iron-bar door
Lying over a sinkhole in the creek bed

I wondered and yelled out
“Hello! Is anyone down there” 
Eerily, a gentle voice replied
“Do not worry, we are sheltering here” 
“Why are you hiding?” I inquired 
“We are waiting for humanity  
to stop the carnage on our planet”

Then, peering up from lower in the chasm
I witnessed that the small luminous eyes  
Of Earth’s guardian faeries 
Were en masse, joyless, and crying