Buttercups and Laughter

She sings in soft tones, her magic exists beyond the obvious. Listen closely to her wanting, She is wrapped in a trancendent light. A dreamer, chasing white rabbits. Grasping for the infinite, with delicate hands. A moth, Dances within her luminosity. Flying on yesterday's wings, carrying smiles that are meant for tommorow. Witness her as she waits to exhale. A daisy chain, tied around her wrist. A future promise to be kept. For within her spirit, exists a burning passion! She waits for one who is worthy, of her consuming flame Although she is unaware, hers is a temporary sadness. Happiness flirts at the edge of her dreaming, waiting for an open window. His shadow hidden behind frosted glass. Shades of green, turn brilliant yellow! Buttercups dance around her feet. Her laughter floats across the meadow, as happiness runs to her open arms. Together they skip, towards her apple tree. For hers is a faith that trancends the temple. Her spirit sought and found salvation. He had been with her all along, I can see it in her smile. The rain has passed and sunshine now resides in her eyes!