A view of Her from above

Artful she is

Gliding as if riding

in a Jaguar

She walks

Let the wind catch up

with her hair then

before the sun

needs sunglasses

Though a halo is her aura

However she speaks

the birds meet to listen

Join in do they

and the wilted earth awakens

Love evolves around her

before and after she arrives

Wherever that may be

there she is then

Wild animals become docile

and serve as protection

when necessary

One would think her a god

for the way she shows it

She knows only one way

All else bows down to her

The meek are given hope

More with reason to cope

as if on dope

Tunnel vision minus the scope

Fevers subside

and all pain sinks to hide

when her presence is present

Witness all becoming one

though once it’s said and done

If you’re on the outside looking in

beg you that life should begin again