A fairy flew before the view, in darkness of our rest. Within the shadows left behind in souls of many quests. In fortunes of a favoured moonlight, cast above conceit, her visions were in vivid shades of colours she’d complete. Inside a dream, in time with meanings intermittent flash, in memory within candid scenes that many things are hatched. Inside a thought of mindful pleasure, freedom may prevail, the children may pretend to find what many must avail. The dark side will reflect in measure, mirrored to be passed, upon the breath of moonlit feelings, beamed upon the past. The words indulged, the verses sought, that’s dealt upon the wind, in light upon the spell that’s leisured fairies to begin.