Heaven's drops of gold crystallized
Smeared like fairy dust
Speckled puncturing wings float
Spinning on a top
Hung by the wind wires
Carrying a drop of sugary splurge  
Giving to all
All, near

As the green lush opens
Caresses the smooth shadows in the morning dusk the tired wings wake
Flapping  
Floating, as one peacefully
Gained momentum
To reach the peak, then she flapped..

To sprinkle dust of the heavens
Down to those.

Asking for none in return