Walking along a solitary path
in a quiet woods

to walk off the depression
from the loss of a love

I spied a fairy-like woman
walking toward me

intending not to scare her
I didn’t walk close to her

I didn’t looked away from her
nor breathed a word

but she said, “Hey, you!”
and when I looked at her

her eyes met mine
imbued me with bliss

then she turned into a swan
and flew into

a sky that turned iridescent
for a minute

as the fairy turned swan
disappeared in it

my mind was totally blown
my depression completely gone.

Bob Boyd