Twilight’s sadness

The stars weeping

Yet below their gaze

And angels dream

Happiness and contentment

Elusive and betraying

Slip her grasp

And leave her downcast

Through life she whirls

Burning joy into others

And admiration grows

As her beauty is beheld

She dances lightly

Feet sheathed in gossamer

On supple legs

That carry her through bliss

Radiant tresses

Glowing brightly

Crown her head

In a dazzling nimbus

Coursing strength

Body and soul

Raging through veins

Filling her form

Proud and erect

Standing against the storm

Drenched with mist

And prancing through the maelstrom