Soleil

I've got the moon in my blood,
and the sun tangled in my hair;
With diamonds sprinkled across
my eyelashes and ruby glitter
dusting my lips.
With the wind at my back
and the clouds trailing after me
to watch like angels,
towards the meadows yonder I'm headed.
A trip so worthy a gorgeous day,
that the atmosphere is almost resplendent in tone.
Down the path, oh so over-grown,
a trail divides into two to choose from.
To the right we shall find
wood as barren as the night sky in winter.
Across the way and to the left,
a meek trail peeps through the thicket,
only to end in our meadow,
so precious in the light
that gently rains from dear Soleil.

3/4/2008