Song of the Fairies

Misty moonlight over the lake

Under the star Spangled heavens I seek for the

Fairy light sparkling in the dark of the forest

I ask thee to guide my way

From the branch of an alder tree

do they come to me

thorny branches along the musical creek stop me not

creatures of the night move as shadows

among the the evergreen trees

coming out to see the fair fairies glee. 

keepers of the creek the water fairies delight

whisper come to me thine weavers of the night

They come forth just beyond their reach 

Sprites and faie dancing and singing

in the night their beautiful tiny voices

ring the the darkened forest they call unto me

I lay on a bed of moss along the creek

enchanted by their melody and sparkling light

They dance and sing till sky in the east

is tinged with the rosy color of early morning

I fall asleep on my bed of moss 

and wake to the light of day

the fae have gone and all that is left

is a sprikling of their sparkly dust

Cynthia ©