Twinkling faery lights in the wet conifer captured my attention.
The thing is though, there were no faery lights strung upon the tree.
It was wet from the rain we’d had
They blinked on and off as if in some secret morse code sequence.
Then stopped for a while only to start again.
They were far too big to be raindrops.
on one small branch – four lights in all.
What were they?
Perhaps a brief glimpse
beyond the veil
blinking it’s way into this world
of ours for those with eyes to see * * * *
© Raili Tanska
Images – Pixabay