a woman

a woman came tonite 

she was like a beautiful glow 

she wore only white 

her face was as an angel

so soft were her features 

her gait was light and as 

a feather that 

lifted itself easily 

with the natural flow of things 

she came close to your ear

and whispered,
my dear, you are lost in yourself, 

how come?

have you been thinking too much?

have you met something in the world 

that is so much better than 

truth? 

what will make you come back

to your soul? 

what will make you come to your joy?

oh dear one, 

what beauty is in your soul

and how it sings of love 

how it stills your thought 

how it is so full and rich

i am your perfection of beauty

and sing of truth only

come to me now

and be free