The Dance of the Faeries

They came steadily but silently Dancing in a fancy way, but not a frenzy There was a melodic feeling in the forest We knew then the faeries had arrived It was the annual faerie circle The festival of the daffodil births Happens every March after the last snow Most do not see it, we empaths feel it I sat and watched, in awe of their daintiness They came from every corner of the world It was amazing and awe inspiring The Dance of the Faeries