for my faerie godmother*

when i heard of you on fire
i imagined the tendrils of smoke 
releasing themselves 
to the sky
while unraveling the magic 
that lay within your

fly on

into the light*


*in memory of my faerie godmother. her words in my mind, her smile in my heart, her song in the air, her grace in the movement of the leaves. wherever i look, there she is*

The last time I laid eyes on you...