Rince Gealach

Moonlight shone in the forest glade bathing in silver, the fairy maids. The fairies danced beneath the moon on a sultry night, half past June. The starlight kissed their luminescent wings, Which sparkled with silver in their fairy ring. The fairy queen in the center stood, And the scent of flowers washed thru the wood. A sweet, mystical music filled the air, And the dancers danced without a care. In wild abandon they spun and leapt, While in oblivion nearby a human slept. The celebration went on ‘til the approach of dawn, When into the glen stepped a doe and her fawn. The fairies bowed to their beloved queen, And prepared to enter into the world between. They filed into the fairy mound And disappeared into the ground. There they’ll stay ‘til the next full moon When they’ll return and dance to their fairy tune.