Elke

A voice from a distance. From lands far away. Giving purpose to my day and hope to my dreams. She calls from hidden windows in a landscape unseen. Her words paint a tapestry of feelings thoughts reflected in thy memory. My conscious is swimming with the delight of her charm. A fair maiden this woman be. Giving compassion to those in need and kindness to the hardened. Her heart knows no bounds. She is the light of beauty. A phoenix to the one that is all. Rebirthing and instilling the love we forget. I rise from her ashes. A crowning ruby in a delirious kiss of gratitude for what can be. If only thy soul knew such a masterpiece. A word I have not heard but a message I hear. A lesson to listen to. Where did the gods devise such a plan as this. The tree gives way to the river and the stars burn out and fade but her wisdom is eternal. She is a queen. The moon cry's a crystaline sphere of rainbowed haze haloed about her head. And she shines with a billiance and envious is the sun. Bestill the heart of mother earth and listen to her plee. Serenity now and silence the ravenous mind. For she speaks. And time hangs on her every word. Her friendship is near despite the distance and for this I am truely thankful.