The Process of Waiting

The fairy inside the periwinkle bud hummed a new melody. It had just
created it and it shuffled through the notes, clumsily tripping on the
"L" sound of the "la la la's". The fairy had wooden hair so long that
 no bands or ribbon were required in tying it back. It lay in near fetal
position in only underwear. Long legs, deep inhales and patient
waiting. From within the bud the world was shaded in fading blues and
royal purples. While the fairy was ready for freedom-when the bud would
become a flower--it still used this time for leisure. It played songs on
the ukulele and strapped on stripped tights, it crocheted and streaked
its hair.