Discreetly Overridden
Pixies riding butterflies
corral an Easter rabbit.
And over the centuries,
they have gotten good at it.
The fairies weave straw baskets
and fill them with colored eggs.
Yet fail to get the bunny
to stand on its two hind legs.
For that requires the finesse
of a young elvish Queen's touch.
Only after sprouting wings
will her powers grow that much.
She blends ground unicorn horn
with the nectar of flowers.
To give the Easter Bunny
special magical powers.
And with a kiss of her lips,
Mister Cottontail's transformed.
And stands up on his hind legs
as the ritual's performed.
Each Easter, colored eggs are
conspicuously hidden.
And reality's paused: then,
discreetly overridden.
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