Elegance
She dances on the clouds,
as if she were angelic,
but she does not know,
what she really is,
All that is true,
is her pure elegance,
that sees through all evil,
and banishes away the darkness,
The elegant night drifts on,
and seems to be endless,
the starts shine as bright as the sun,
as the moon glows softly,
Her wings take her as far as they will,
showing her the world,
as it unfolds beneath in beauty,
in all of its glory,
She is true elegance,
true beauty,
the passion raves in her heart,
as she flies toward the horizon.