The wilderness is her getaway; out of
civilization, away from pollutes and
stress, lives free like a soul without sin,
like butterflies and fairies; she dresses
soft, with color and textures of silk and
pastel. She can be spotted from a distance,
her moves like flying fairies captures the
eye. When she needs rest; she strips down
to pure nudeness, she lays on the fresh grass;
becoming the essences of a frame. She falls
asleep like a Goddess princes, she becomes
meaningful to every creatures sight. The young
pigeons come and gather petals and cover her
nakedness beauty. She walks away leaving
her unforgotten image in the eyes of one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.