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