Where are my faery friends when I need them
A mental call out into the wind
A being appears, covered in leaves small and bright
Green and white with peering eyes
He hops on the bench right next to me to read my text
He approves with a nod
His feet hang slightly over the edge
He motions for me to hear my request
I respond in thought
His face lights up all big and bright
He says “you have come to the right place”
“I will guide you”
I open my heart to feel his words
He fills my heart with more than words
I see a vision, pristine visions
Crystal clear waters appear