Sonatas VII-9 (Dolce Capriccioso) The Faerie Dance Sonata
On the edge of the pool, where the water reflects the light
There is a rocky ledge - where dive the bravest of the sprites.
Where the spring leaves reflect in the pool in twilight's lazy haze,
Sunset's bright lights refract along some of the rocks
Making glorious crystalline rays.
I stood entranced amid nature’s songs
Watching faeries dancing, sprites darting, such play!