Alone In Utopia Poem by Jamie Ellen Christian

He said take my hand
Let me show you fields of bright clovers
that dance in the wind
Follow my lead he mouthed
See the crystal stream
Who's currents gently flow
for they never end
Quiet he said and listen
The Birds all serenade to you
You are more beautiful in this place
The Sun's rays gently glisten
On your face that is moistened by the dew
He whispered stand upon this pedastel
I have placed mid the clovers bright
He said no more but bowed his head
Silently walking away far beyond her sight
And so there she stood alone in the breeze
Alone in Utopia she fell to her knees