Dust in the Wind

Sometimes, us Fae.........well when we get a little
earth bound or man made bound or spend too much time in what humans call a civilized world.

And....well we loose some of our special inherent qualities like our wings might fail to thrive.......a sure sign something is wrong.

Humans get all sorts of funny things they go and make a fuss about but our kind well if you knew us you would know.

We start to take on other forms, animals might like to creep into skin and take on a life of their own, our flaxen hair might even start to look like a beautiful red fox's coat.

Its a funny experience to experience and not bad once in a while because it reminds us of who we truly are and where we come from and where we must go back to.

So in this going back process ~ another tansformation ~ we have to silently sip nectar from honeysuckle and just await our fragile wing growth before we can take flight again.

While we do this we dwell a little on our lessons learned.
Humans call it a Karmic thing.

We have a lovely song to the dist in the wind brings us to soothe us while we wait.
I have even heard some human ears have heard this angelic voice too.

If you come across it in your dreams or travels be sure to take note that something is about to happen in your life ~ for the wind is a messenger of all kinds ~


I close my eyes
only for a moment
and the moment's gone
all my dreams
pass before my eyes a curiosity
dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind

Same old song
just a drop of water
in the endless sea
all we do
crumbles to the ground
though we refuse to see
dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind

Now, don't hang on
nothing last forever
but the earth and sky
it slips away

And all your money
won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind
dust in the wind
everything is dust in the wind