Faeries

An Awakening
tis Dawn
The time of the garden faery
Torn
Between the forest green
Long eared beings gay
The moss
the many tree roots
And long grass
where they play
Gossamer wings
Tendril gowns
A voice that brings
And that almost drowns

Out the tree life forces
And aggregates of living things
Darting about like Leprechauns
Invisible on their tiny wings
Dancing and music
Out in the sun
The life giving light
A great ball thats spun

Out in the Heavens
Principally they
Draw down each ray
Perfection they say
Gobbling light
At the end of each day
Soaking up energy
For spirit and soul
Rest and refreshment
Mutual enjoyment
And ultra control