Friday, August 10, 2012


In my fairyland are trees
With leaves like dancers in the air
Gliding with wind, sagging with rain
Forming patterns for sun rays
To alight upon the earth

Lovely is my fairyland
Where mist and lakes melt together
Fountains laughing, rivers singing
Showing me the joy of expression
When beauty is central

My fairyland is peace and mystery
Blending questions with dearest truths
Like why sun showers exist
How dusk can be so bright
Why love makes me afraid

While dwelling in my fairyland
(Time’s never still, yet always safe)
I wander, muse, and pray today
That imagination is a sky of hope
Where light collides with rain
{and hope does not put us to shame}