Woven Whispers and Word Delights WEEK 9

Woven Whispers And Word Delights Week 9

Racing Faeries

“And as I race by in the woods
My mind is full of can’s not “should’s”
I’m thinking that I will and would
Go forth in strength in power and could’s

For here I am free
Delightfully
The whispers of my friends
The trees

The symphony of the dancing leaves
Wonder Bandits Gypsies thieves
Anything is possible
The faeries play amongst the boughs

And look down unto the mossy Floor
Where one might rest for a thousand years or more
In fae land timeless story be
Dreaming of that song you see

On the tip of my tongue my memory
The way back to reality
Yet I’m so very comfy here
Everything so fuzzy yet clear

In the fae world I most certainly belong
Racing through dreams
Tumbling through songs
There is no right there is no wrong.