Perceptions

A very short poem about a fairy.

There was once a little fairy,

who one day got tired of all the din,

he sat down on his little ferry till God spoke and called on him.

Amazed he tried to cross the gulf between,

but he couldn't till he killed the doubt within,

for though we asked him what he saw,

but he couldn't reply for it left his mouth agape,

and in this manner he walked off to his shack,

which we perceive he now feels a mansion.

Author's Note

what do you think of it?...please point out grammatical errors.