Aurora Sky


Inside penumbra light holding hands fairies dance
Silhouetted to the backdrop of an evening sky  
Viridescent trees softly whisper
Vacuously standing side by side   
In those shrouded places where fairies take a stand. 
Wings of power wings of light hear their magic song 
If you wanna fly with me 
If you wanna ride with me 
Believe in your own wings and remember to be strong 
Trust yourself, when your searching for that hidden door  
Dance until the moon sighs 
Dance until the moon plies 
Inside the penumbra light the fairies dance and dance 
Silhouetted against the greenish glow of an Aurora sky.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Rodgers Avatar
January 24, 2025 at 9:15 AM
Dear Rose, I love your spellbinding vision that created a mystical dance beneath an enchanted sky for me. I thought how the rhythm of your imagery feels like a melody, lifting me into a realm of wonder and light. Absolutely magical! Winter Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
Rolland Avatar
January 24, 2025 at 2:18 AM
so beautiful as an aurore ( french word), i have never seen fairies but i am sure they exist, enjoyed
Narain Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 9:26 AM
I have not seen fairies yet. It will be nice to visualize one. Nicely penned.
Empress Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 5:50 AM
Dear sweet rose, how lyrical is your poem and the way you’ve written this is so ethereal and heartfelt, I especially love the rhyme and rhythm of the lines “ Dance until the moon sighs Dance until the moon plies ” i shall dance until the moon sighs and plies yes! so well written and delivered! Just love this! Sending you light today and always
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