A wonder
of uncanny nature,
unlike anything
on this earth alive.
With the beauty of a flower
opening into bud,
the mystery of a piece of driftwood
lost forever within the sea,
the loneliness of an angel
who has had her wings clipped,
the atmosphere of a carnival
and the energy to match.
The enchantment of a moonlit evening
crying out with life,
the sadness of loss
lingering like the morning mist,
it goes when the sun comes out
but returns again before dawn.
The brightness of pure gems
glittering when in the light,
but even more so
when in the shadow,
for your radiance shines
bestowing itself where
there is none at all.
You are something more beautiful
than Mother nature herself,
something more magical
than fireflies darting before your eyes
the twilight making them
look like dancing stars,
something more amazing
than the elements we breathe,
your face calm with serenity
as gentle as the lap of water,
your voice soft enough
to be carried by the wind,
your smile as strong and protecting
as the ground we walk upon,
your eyes alive with flames
burning constantly,
sparking with all you see,
everything about you perfectly
a rare fire treasure
to me.