When the dew is quivering
and the sun not yet rising
the fairies and spirits
move among the newly awakened animals
as they scamper about
and as the night creatures
find their lay-up branches
and bedding for the coming day.
The dawn comes now. It is the time before the shadows when all the earth appears to be in shadow. It is a secret time, a time when the veil between the worlds lifts and those of us with special sight see each other, perhaps not as clearly as the human eye sees in the harsher daylit world, but in the soft, wispy movements like snow caught by the wind that swirls about.