Chasing Fireflies

Twilight descends across the land painting the sky a deep indigo blue,
As mother earth sets the stage this evening just for me and you,
You lay on a blanket watching in awe as the stars slowly come awake,
I lie besides you and secretly smile at the wonder on your face,
There is a moment of complete silence, as the twilight turns to night,
You whisper that you can hear the fireflies getting ready for their flight,
The moment passes quickly as a summer serenade begins,
A chorus of frogs, an orchestra of crickets, all accompanied by the wind,
It's the music of the season and tells a story all its' own,
Of a kindom filled with faeries that sit upon an ancient thrown,
I tell you that they travel by night, sprinkling dust on flowers to make them bloom,
That the sing and celebrate their joy under the light of the brightest moon,
You ask me how they see when Luna forgets to turn on her light,
I remind you that it is by firefly that the faeries will then take flight,
You gaze at the field below us just as they appear,
And can barely contain your excitement as they draw ever near,
You wonder aloud that if you chase them is it a fiaerie you will see,
I say that anything is possible if only you believe,
So off into the meadow you run with arms open wide,
A peel of delighted laughter surfacing from deep inside,
I watch as the magick takes you and your dreams come to life,
And I remember myself chasing fireflies on a not so long ago night...

To Raine with all my love~Mom