THE HIDDEN FOLK
Land of falling waters,
Land of ice and fire
Where the Hidden People
Have chosen to retire,
They say Eve’s unwashed children
Were forced to hide from God
And so they fled beneath the earth
To shelter from His rod.
They will do you favors
If you spare their homes,
But woe will surely follow
If you disturb their domes.
Boulders scattered in the fields,
Seastacks on the shore,
Six-sided basalt columns,
Jagged lava flows:
All the work of Hidden Folk
Who can become your friends
Or who can do you mischief
If you defeat their ends.
Land of falling waters,
Land of ice and fire,
There is much in Iceland
To gaze at and admire.
(June 2014)
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