Fairy fires

Wisps of white

weaving, pure mist

Like it’s coming from

sweet fairy fires

It’s hidden in

the rolling hills

Dancing through, into

the winter deep

And it holds me strong

with the mystical thought

I am all that I see

and I am all, beyond

Published by Cara Amy Goldthorpe

Entrepreneur, earth warrior, storyteller and lawyer, with a mission to promote ways of living harmoniously on this planet.

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