The Dreamer Faery

I don't know why this faery is called The Dreamer...she came to me on a very hot afternoon...when I could hear Cicadas all round...and thanked God that inside the house we had a little airconditioning... very human ... and there she was sitting still on a large branch in the shade above the waterfall... and when she finally turned and regarded me looking out at her, I felt a wave of such compassion and understanding as if I were looking at myself... an non human self with other priorities and needs.