She sung a sweet hum
You could ever hear so slightly,
The dewy sound
Heard like rain droplets, minus the lightening.
In the evening she drowns in oils,
Dancing to her home in the dim lighting.
Her love a vast jungle,
Those fear the secrets of the lush entangled vines
Which few find enlightening,
She gifts herself for growth,
But anytime someone enters they go hiding
She does not mind though,
For she knows it is simply up to timing
And so they walk away with love
While she sits there to watch, simply smiling.
