Sitting in the shade of ****** lilies, is the blessed beauty, the Heart of Summer Her skin, shimmering russet Her eyes, molten gold Her lips, pouty rose buds Her hair, a slick raven halo Her body, curvaceous and slender Flaunted by her diaphanous lilac robe
Through her sculpted nose, she inhales the warm clime; her feet upon the verdure. As she walks through the gardens, the flowers burst into blooms, trumpets to the song of working honey bees. Ahead is a lake, clear, crystal and celestine, stars dance and wink upon the surface.
She picks the daisies and adorns it in her hair, thinking of her great empery. Here in the palms of light and love, there is no sin and no pain. She hears the ringing bells of nature, the song of wings. 'For I love all life and light,' she smiles, 'and more, I will bring.'