Mangetsu No Shi

The Fairy Dance

The soft stars are shining,

The moon is alight;

The folk of the forest

Are dancing tonight;

O swift and gay

Is the song that they sing;

They float and sway

As they dance in a ring.

O seek not to find them,

The wee folk so fair;

They're shy as the swallow

And swift as the air;

If you come, they are gone

Like a snowflake in May;

Like a breath, like a sigh,

They vanish away.

-Katherine Davis