It starts with faeries.

POSTED IN contemporary poetry October 29, 2013

It starts with faeries. 

I watch you shut your book 
with a satisfying thud 
and shout: 
“I believe in faeries” 

And I see God’s smile 
shimmer through the stardust 

As the morning stars 
sing together 
and all the angels shout 
for joy 

You hug to yourself 
a child-like certainty 
that now, this very minute 
another faery has been saved! 

Never lose
that sense of wonder 

For you 
everything is a miracle 
there is nothing seen 
or unseen 
that you cannot believe 

Faeries are like angels 
invisible friends who 
sparkle in the sunlight 
dance and twirl like leaves 

Little puffs of wind 
playing in your hair 
whispering 
“Here I am, isn’t life grand?” 

They watch you play hopscotch 
on the pavement 
soothe ointment on your knees 

Slowly release their breath 
when you climb the tallest trees 
nestle there 
reach out to the clouds 
And dream … 

Feathered angels 
trill their secret messages 
hop from branch to branch 
watch over you
one foot carefully placed
after another
as you descend

Some angels 
pile up freshly made scones 
smothered in jam and cream 
on your favourite plate 
and watch you eat 
so much in love with you 

They read you endless stories 
over and over 
for they know you love to 
feed your imagination 
and can never get enough 

Sometimes 
when you least expect it 
a furry angel jumps on to your lap 
kneads you up and down 
dribbles and purrs! 

And did you know … 

A guardian angel 
listens to your prayers at night 
sends them heavenward 
with a sprinkling of faery dust 

Where God catches them 
and smiles 

While His angels shout for joy 
and the night sky shivers in delight.

 

 

 

 

Amanda Edwards

1 COMMENT

1. gael bage says:

   October 29, 2013 at 23:26

   lovely Mandy 🙂