She Stands

Dressed in white,
But feeling black inside.
Blonde hair,
Blue eyes,
Beautiful face,

She stands on a white pedestal
Feeling the warmth of the sun on her body
Reaching out with mind and soul
To the sky
And all around her.

Her energy goes out
Like a shockwave
And touches all,
Open or not,
With her presence.

Those open feel her for who she is
And they are uplifted by the touch.
Those that are not have just a passing feeling
And perhaps it makes them wonder, if for only a moment
About themselves
And those living beings around them.

And so she stands,
Watching with her mind,
Feeling with her soul,
Waiting...
-composed 11/03/1999