Moonbeams shining the dream

wrapped tight within her mind,

this tale of ethereal wisdom

by a forgotten language,

hidden in the stars

the powerful light.

Twilight shining

escaped her sight,

behind starry nights

and in the silence reigned,

sound that nature did invade

within a solitary moment being

in powerful dreams to behold.

The river flowing clear blue

flowing from a stream,

fissures deep down

seeping upwards,

feeding flowers

displayed a crown,

for Queen ephemeral

gracefully disappearing.

Like a scene in my poem

I feel the depth of emotion,

fainting silently so ashamed

this image of her in my mind.

The white swan with a memory

dancing my dream the scenery

swimming away in the moonlight,

there on the horizon the trees

without leaves in the breeze,

silhouetted in the sunset

her poetic beauty.