She

I see her in my dreams...

An ephemeral vision,
A sudden thought,
An elusive fragrance.

She is the golden ray,
shining in between the dark clouds.
An ambrosia for parched lips,
A fountain hidden among trees.
She is the zephyr
that blows gently over the seas...

She is there
In a child's squeal of delight,
In the endearing words of a shy lover,
In the sweet lullaby that a mother sings,
In the old age's contented sigh.

Love and felicity
Pleasure and peace
Hope and exhiliration.
She is all this,
and much more...

I'll never meet her in my life,
But yes,
I can see her in my dreams...