I see her through the lush green
branches of an old oak tree bathing
in the crystal clear blue waters of
the meandering forest stream.
I see her wonderful golden halo shining
and her silvery wings glittering in the sun
as the gentle breeze tousles her lush,dark
hair with delicate,loving fingers.
I see the bright flash of her wondrous teeth
as she contentedly smiles as she joyously
splashes in the stream.
My heart leaps within me as I see the beauty
of her smooth lithe body as she plays merrily
with the cherubim dancing upon the soft breeze,
and am caught up in the throes of a mysterious
little trap as I watch her rise into the air to
suddenly disappear from sight taking my love
with her into the heavens.
Donavon Scott Vinson