Do you perceive
filled to the brim with joy
attentive to the music of the fey?
The way the trees whisper amongst each other,
the way the wind whistles in harmony,
the crickets titter in tune,
the way the grass crescents to the orchestral sounds.
With great exuberance I proclaim,
tonight is the full moon;
the night the faeries congregate in dance and sing back
to the great Her.