the dance of the midnight fae ballet

once upon a time... fairy ballerinas performed a full moon lullaby in the enchanted forest.

Fairy Circle by Ida Rentoul Outhwaite

My sweetness, your being is full of forest light, like the way the moon caresses the surface of pine leaves at indigo night.

These silver, soma spotlights are for the dance of the midnight fae ballet.

So won’t you walk slowly, through this amphitheater hidden deep in the woods. Come with me, I’ll show you the way.

If you don’t look closely, you’ll miss their concert dance, but you’ll hear the whispers of the mushroom orchestra, twinkle through the wind in a soothing trance.

As they grand jeté from one flower to another, floral dust will fill the air. The essence of lavender will perfume your twirling hair.

Listen carefully, for the allegro of delicate wings and the adagio of jasmine swings. Hold out your tongue and you’ll taste their sweet, chamomile song.

When they arabesque for mulberries, their tiny footsteps can be felt. Offering you these ovals of deep rosé, to tint your supple lips as they melt.

Harmonies of fungi and the plié of glassy magic. They surf the streams on fallen leaves at their operatic after party.

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Come and rest in this forest, and drift to lunar lullabies. Lay your head on this sleepy moss, feel the winking of stars above before they fade into sunrise.

You may not see her, but your pirouetting protectress is here. Performing a changement, to create a soft slumber tutu to soak up all your tears.

Fairy Music by Ida Rentoul Outhwaite

In the morning, they will return home en pointe, after an evening of full moon relevé.

Preparing for an encore, of the midnight fae ballet.

For now, sleep my darling, the fairies and the moon are watching over you. They protect all that is sacred and beautiful, and my love that means you too.

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