Færie Found

Færie is back there:
   in the serene yards
   within the morning midst,
It is not the quiet porches
   or the nymph on the bird bath;
It is not within the trees
   or in the grass.

Færie is back there:
   in between the moments
   in the instant of no time and ...
      no place;
It is the ethereal magic
   and the gossamer moment;
It is in the heart's and the mind's
   and the soul's love for verdant Gæia.

©1999, John A. Mills
Published in Mind Games; Poetry Today; Suzy Walton, ed.