Faerie Dance

O.K. Have been terribly uninspired in last few months.  However, tonight I was struck by the sound of the rain on the windows and skylights in my daughters room.  Images came into my head and words took up the nooks and crannies.  As soon as I got her settled, I came to my computer and penned the following little item. 

I hope you enjoy it and that it brings images to you as well.

Faerie Dance

By Kimberly L. McClune

April 26, 2011

Faeries and pixies dance,

Prancing in a whirling dervish on my roof tiles.

Swirling with their partners,

Their crystalline shoes, tap, tap, tap

Out joy and delight.

The night air is filled with the rollicking

Lilting dance.  Tap, tap, tap

Go the tiny delicate feet

Of the mystical sprites.

Dreamily I lay awake, listening,

Wondering at their celebration.

Imagination soars to distraction.

Visions of shining, almost impossible figures

Swing and sway in fanciful patterns across the pavement.

Up against a window,

In and out of corners and along tree branches

From leaf to leaf,

Flying on the wind, the flashes twirl

Shaking off the cares we clothe ourselves with each day.

Oh to be as unfettered as Heavens cleansing dew.

To unabashedly shed the woes and weights

Of this worldly existence,

To reach the heights of carefree exultation

On spritely feet

Tapping and spinning across the sky.