The Birth of Fairies

Yup, I watched it happen this afternoon. It was amazing.

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The Birth of Fairies

As the sun rips
through the clouds,

searing the soft earth
with scars of light,
the last drops of rain filch

what brilliance they can,
tuck that heat

behind their hearts,
sprouting wings
as fragile as silver glass,

darting, like dragonflies,
through the tall stems,

the painted blooms,
reaching above
the wet grass.

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