SHE

For a second, she is a MUSE,
For another, shes on a RUSE;
The extremes transpire deep within,
As she travels in constant DELUGE.
An unfathomable epitome of love,
With an untamed wild spirit;
For a wanderer SHE is,
In a constant search of DEMURGE.
Handle her with care,
For she’s extremely FRAGILE;
If not moulded with LOVE,
Can give the deepest wounds.
Give her the wings to fly,
Be the wind to her sky;
And see the MAGIC she fills,
And gives a life full of – abundance, love and BLISS.