The glorious pitch of heaven
Brings A yoik into ones soul
Watch the slender dancer
With each gentle role
The flight pattern of the eagle
The crispness of the snow
Weaving like this morning breeze
Her soft skin all aglow
The ebony of evening
Danced into her hair
The soft repose of her sweet voice
Went with me everywhere
And woulds’t who now turn away
Significantly she bows
Unwaveringly beautiful
A queen among the flowers