Who was she..

I saw her flying,

With awe-filled eyes...

She was a mystery,

Only she knew...her history...

I wondered...

Raindrops could never touch her,

Yes..she was above the clouds...

She glowed with a golden light,

As she opened her shining wings to fight...

She rose from the ground,

No longer lost she was... 

finally found...

She walked with grace,

like fleeting waves...

I wrote her like a relentless storm...

on my page...