Splendid faeries dance splendid dances upon diamond dewy grass
Moonlight shimmering against my mortal madness,
But still I creep behind toadstools, mushroom cap listening to–
Whispering promises, pixies laughing while goblins keep forgotten rhythms
So the forest gathers, Raven settles–
Moss parts its hanging beard and out twirls sprite after sprite after sprite.
There is none more merry, none more radiant.
These easy creatures blessing twig and leaf and berry,
And as I watch, I am watched, for Fae are wise and wary.
