Daughter of Chronos

Lost in the passages of time,
was once a woman with hair as smooth
as imperial silk and fair as the sun's rays.
None knew of her existence, as she came and went,
when the time was ripe.
Amongst us, she still is.
Immortal she is.
In the setting of the sun,
in the songs of the birds,
in the wafting of the moon,
one can find impressions of her existence.
Men dream of her,
and women envy her,
but she, she is just a castle in the air,
sometimes here - sometimes there.
For after all, she is the daughter of Chronos.
Floating in time, never to be held.