Season's Fairy Dance

With which the moon-song, made,

in Autumn sun and Summer’s day.

Where lonely, not skies melt

down toward the fall of leaves so brown and gray -

into hazy winters lay -

The snow strewn world of yesterday.

For Autumn sunset by and by

For sunny skies of life gone high

And over out the moonbeams lay

Over waters day by day

Perchance to see the moonbeams dance

To be caught up in ancient trance

I long to lean into their light like-

Moonbeam angel’s flight