Ascension
The water swirled, slowly,
as first a slender pale limb,
broke the surface of the river.
Inch by inch rising gracefully
she appeared, skin of alabaster,
eyes of violet, hair the color
of the sky above, a gently curving
nose turned up at the tip, full pouting
lips, wrapped in a heart shaped face.
Her clothes were of gold that formed
themselves to her body giving the illusion
that she wore nothing. The hem cascading
around her slender feet affording a phantom
platform on which she appears to stand.
Her otherworld beauty capturing the
attention and the hearts of all those
who chanced to see this vision in gold.
Higher she floats on currents unseen
to rise upward from view. Leaving all
below to gape in wonderment at the vision
and to love a dream.