Faery Home

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The other day I found a leaf in a book
Stirring slightly at my touch
Its yawn in the feathery mountain wind
As it awoke in the eveningtime

Stirring slightly at my touch
Its flutter at my fingertips
Grey in the light of eveningtime
A lovely sleepy leaf of yore

It fluttered at my fingertips
A faery, a muse of alpine song
Its leafy form a tale of yore
In birdcall echoes of the eveningtime

Faery music and alpine song
Listen – all the voices tethered here
In the birdcall echoes of the eveningtime
Have come home to mountain land

All the voices tethered here
Sing their gladness to be as one
Home here on their mountain land
Their homeward song at last they sing

Their gladness to be as one
In voices of the eveningtime
Homeward voices, muses, songs
Tethered in a little leaf

Voices in hushed eveningtime
Reside in their faery home
Tethered in a little leaf
The leaf I found once in a book.