on a clear moonlit evening
when the forest is still,
the reflections of stars ripple and dance
upon the waters like magic,
and the warm glow of the fire
beckons you to sleep.
you can see fairies
dancing and flitting about the tree branches -
gossamer wings gliding
across the night skies
leaving trails of stardust in their wakes.
you can hear the soft beat
of fairy wings flying near,
making wondrous music that catches you in its spell
-your heart soars up to join the flight
as you balance gently on the edge of dreams.