WHAT IS SHE?

Sometimes she is a

naked, transparent lass

serene and tranquil

like an unveiled portrait,

or like her soft inner

palm pure and unblemished

or like a silently flowing stream

revealing the fishes,

crabs, water-snakes even

the pebbles rolling ahead underneath

with the silent flow of water

too clear like a transparent mirror.

There are moments when she

evolves into a charming

blonde attired in a translucent

silk costume with little, little blooms

appearing on her costume or

like a river partially

revealing the wonder world underneath.

At other times

she is like a forlorn lover

with dark clouds of thoughts of her lover enveloping her

or clad in dark costumes hiding

everything underneath

or muddied like a river violently

flowing revealing nothing underneath

or like an opaque mirror

which can’t reflect anything………...