The Song of the Frogs and the Faeries

Taking a walk



in the woods



one night

One might find



the magic




of the




song





of the




frogs





and the




faeries

The black lake



before you
and encompassing trees
behind

The frogs begin
as the moon
waves its baton

One one one one
one one one one
their bass croaks
filling the night
with wonder

With another wave
the faeries begin
softly singing lullabies
of magic and fantasy
happiness and harmony

For a moment
one might sit
and wish
and ponder
why this world
is without hope