"A Fantasy Fairies Dream Just Inside a Whisper"
One Fairy whispered in my ear.
She told me a beautiful story.
I envisioned all the flowers
the scent they gave
the pond from where she came.
She had returned for a spell.
A spell on me
perhaps on you.
The mountains of Africa
have always been her home.
She whispered of treasures there.
Lobelia growing on trees
colors everywhere
covering the ground with love.
Exotic animals
stretched out over the landscape
feeling the space of
free horizons
such a beautiful dream.
I whispered back
hesitant at first
but I had questions.
I loved her.
I loved the idea of her
my magic fairy
my fantasy
my humble imagination.
I wondered why
her last visit with me
had been so short.
I barely had time to offer tea
cookies or chocolate.
I had found
charming stories
and saved them inside my pocket
lest she come.
I longed to tell her of their messages
and what they meant to me.
Why couldn't she stay with me always?
I wondered where she came from first.
Was it from a rainbow?
Had she simply appeared one day
after a storm?
Maybe after a storm of mine?
I whispered my questions
she smiled a loving smile at me
but then
she flew away.
I longed with all my heart
to take hold of time.
cradling the flowers she left for me
I bowed my head to weep
My longing not realized
that she stay longer.
I almost wanted to capture her
put her in a jar.
I feel you worried for her now.
Hummm?
No need.
I know what you feel is true
and wise.
As much as I love her
her life is open skies.
She is not mine
nor yours of course.
I hear a whisper in my ear
yet this time
it only comes back as the wind.
I will wait.
I will feel the softness of her.
Ah, she is such a fragile image.
I will drink tea
make cookies for later
and look out on to the sea
from where One Fairy came.
You are such a lovely reminder of her.
Thank you.
