moonbeams and fireflys in forrests dark,
composing energy that give off a sysphonic spark.
flashing light and then a mirroring glow,
it is the language that faeriefolk know.
lighted energy has begun it dance,
stilled voices frozen in mystic trance.
lighted fingers twinkle then bow low,
into mirrored ponds that glow.
shrouded light winks in decending mist,
as virgin wood is kissed.
lighted eyes settle on a lilly pad,
as an instant of energy it had.
slippered light wondered from night into day,
and in the darkend forrest muted light is still at play.