The cavern of a lobby

Couldn't contain the glow

The orchid blossom inside, emerged

Through eyes so deep you sink in,

Feeling like staying there a while

Seeing the world through them

Wondering about the future

Yet confident at the same time

Making a stand-

Hoping for a little help

To descend from our merciful God,

But resolved to go it alone if need be

Looking for the magic pill...

The search that never ends

No matter how or why it started

With no finish line in sight

So off she whooshes

In a cloud of swirls

Able to spin and enthrall

Mortal men and jealous women

A fog comes in

Very gentle at first

Her velvet touch

Crosses the bay

The body awakens

And flies off into the night

The long strides

Of a soul meant to fly

But momentarily

In contact with the ground

Until you realize you really

Are in the air, weightless

Most of the time if you focus on it.