A fairy flies
over the skies,
Over the seas’
whispering breeze,
Winged flight flowing,
up and then down,
Bubbling dreams drifting,
dancing around,
The softness of flight
lost in delight,
By softened cloud castles
and lemon scented night,
Create quiet whispers,
quieter than these
Orange blossomed blessings
kissing the trees,
So listen, my child, though
lateness and starlight
Illuminate the magic
of a star crossed night,
Lovers may wander while
night’s face pales on,
Yet the fairy always hovers
over the breath of a song.

s.k. lindeman

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