Esmeralda
With Athena's wise courage
and the fierce confidence of Artemis'
The lily pond smiles back at Esmeralda
hypnotizing waterlilies-
beauty so cleansed
the water can't mimic her movements.
The enchanting dark haunts the lively garden-
hidden within a forest,
behind a cottage of green
The wings of an angel mirror the auburn hair,
the array of hydrangeas
mermaid-like white-
flowing violently over the fuzzy water,
effect the loss of gravity.
She floats.
Sits. Waiting-
for the answer to all of her questions,
to know right from wrong,
even though her answer lies in front-
within the gleaming light
that presents itself so delicately on the surface
but hides in a world
far from reality.
Within a book, with twists and plots that never end
and where the fantasy unfolds
only sharing clips from chapters.
The serenity
still,
as though there are no clocks,
no ticking
only moments
creating miracles.
Sarah Casey-Reflection
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