Is she a fish of
glittered-coined fin?
A mermaid with hair
coiled in platinum pin?
Is she of waters
that mirror mother moon?
No, she´s the Dame
in the silver gown of June.
Is she a bird of
silken feathered wing?
An Angel with voice
of crystal as she gaily sings,
Is she of air, where
the stars come out to play?
No, she´s the Dame
in silver gown of milky-ways.
Is she a diamond
of faceted brilliant light?
Gem worn around the
neck of day & finger of night,
Is she jewel of
the earth, from where all comes to be?
No, she´s the Dame
in the silver gown, of earth, air & sea.
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