Sprite
On a
morning
a dancing
sprite
in evergreen
lights.
Plunge into
sun sprays
where you
find them,
dew in
ethereal balance,
petals heavy
with sound.
Strike a pause
in a
moment,
hold it
still,
so steady
it can’t drop.
See it
freeze-frame
in your
viewer,
so
individual.
Count the
stars
ever in
motion
in night’s
thicket.
Watch them
wander
this huge
expanse,
breathing in
the knowledge
of planets.
Copyright Vickie
Johnstone, December 26, 2020
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