She is
so wonderful.
it is some thing
of a fantasy in
how She flows;
(so non-linear
(like her skirthem
is time
(in a swift
& graceful bow)))
She is static
,butmobile, &spinning
rain in Her hands;
She is knitting droplets
& folding waves ,
knowing my
lips are soft,undefended
.irarelylookup.
yit She is there
& there She always was
just in touching,grazing
at the edge of likelihood.
Her name is Hope
and She is such
a spectacle.
