When the skies, one at a time,
kiss each other,
then the fairies come to kiss my cheeks.
I feel like a star in the light of evening.
When is it my turn to be in the sun?
When can I fly through the moon with fairy wings?.
Blossoming from a flower, growing from a flower, flying from a flower
making dreams come true
So the evening sunsets the day with the path of light
and makes the skies, makes the skies
shine so bright in the evening sun.
make the clouds shine
so bright, glowing in the evening and make the world bright and high.
Sunny light, sunny light,
make the dreams come tonite.
Make the world like a dream
so happy and sad.
Maybe you will see a sunflower blossoming
even as you wander.
Keep the sun in your eyes and make the dreams come true.
The dreams come true!
Mesa, mesa, mesa,
the dreams come true.
When will I be in fairy land?
When the fairies kiss my cheeks.
poem & landscape photos by ella jaz.