Forest Sprite

forest sprite,
in misty journeys
of the night.

your trails follow
distant fog horns,
castles in flight,

plying your way,
twixt thought forms,
full of play.

you drink morning dew,
finding rest,
rustling leaves.

so light you are,
like a dream thread
your body,

among dandelion delights
nestle your brow,
in fresh petals.

entranced …
graceful …
snuggling perfumes,
you find your place
breathing in
the dampness of leaves,
hearing …
pine essence,
on gossamer,

o’ fair, forest sprite
in mystic journeys
of the night


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