Spry and playful entity,
Surreal to be with,
Your glassine wings are surely
The reality of myth.
You’ve lighted there, displaying
Nature’s touch of flare,
On tufted reed a-swaying
In the currents of the air;
Oh, swift and sprightful creature,
Chaser of the light,
You are the flitting feature
In the flourish of your flight.
Familiar to the fairy,
Elfin edified,
A beacon in the query
Of the vision and the guide,
You lighten doors and windows
When our dreams are bleak,
Oh, whisper of the willows,
Color-dancer of the creek.
Seeker of the inner-child,
Teaser of the heart,
Gentle spirit of the wild,
How you hover, dip, and dart.
Sometimes, you are a teacher;
Thusly, you survive.
Good journey, little creature;
Flutter, fly, and be alive!