The dew scented heavens

I was watching a blackbird

sunbathe when the dandelion

fairy fell into my lap.

Greedily, I scooped it into

my palm like a child

who desires the moon.

I wished, then wished again,

wondering if my chosen wish

was good enough;

was it worth the flight?

Then, I blew, soft and gentle,

watched the fairy ascend

invisible stairs journeying

up into the sky.

I watched as it skirted

around the tree house

and soared above the tree tops.

The remainder of its flight

I could only imagine

as it soon disappeared from view.

And I imagined it whisked

my wish away

into the dew scented heavens

and found a star to listen;

a star which tomorrow night

will blaze across

the midnight blue

to say: ‘I believe you.’


Photograph & poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019

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