Hidden Magic

Have you ever wished on a thistle down

Or sipped the morning dew?

Things seemingly common

Hold a magic known by few.

For a dewdrop holds a rainbow

And on thistle rides a dream.

Why even moss and pebbles

Can be more than they seem.

So wayward soul as you wander

Through this wild and wearisome land

Fear not! Shed toil and disbelief

And take a fairy’s hand.

Tamara A. Lowery 9-14-16