Realities Un-Seen

I sit pondering the thought of creating words…

Describing in tale of a spirit

Playful make-believe beneath the trees

of a little girls playhouse

Reality of un-seen truth

Figment of imaginations

None of these do most believe

except for me

Knowing reality of wings in flight

Communicating with the un-seen

is greater in need…indeed

than one’s blessed physical sight

that chooses……… Not to See

Lifting spirits

teaching truth

I know not why they have chosen to comfort me

With honor…

I thank my fairy friends

for sharing this life with me

Together as our roots intertwine

in braids around my hair

I shall become fairy

they shall become me

Together forever

living in a symposium of love

We will dance inside that perfect ring

atop the Tor

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