One Winter’s Rest

Where in white flats over hills and dales
live snowy creatures in snowy hills
overcast the sky a white veil
covers a frozen forest of fairies
in fallen fate telling tawny tales
and this winter’s rest one rare bird
flew west into the sun passage
over the ocean and caught waves
and played with the dolphins
improving her endorphins.

“Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire;
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere.”

Spoken by Fairy in A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Act 2, scene 1, lines 2-7