She Dreams

She is an archaic, timeless and
ageless dreamer. Who is not,
who believes in the transformative
alchemy of love? Love that blinds
itself to imperfections, for whom
among us can truthfully claim to
perfection? All she really wants,
she wails, is unadulterated love.

This love requires what the soul
imagines in its desperate need
to be unquestionably cherished.
She searches validation of her
supreme uniqueness, the undiscovered
magic of her wondrous being crafted
by a very particular origin whose
blueprint was singly devoted.

She despairs that her attributes
have been too subtly shielded from
discovery by any but the unworthy
and anxiously awaits delivery from
her desire. Eluding her is the
reality that she has spurned her
very own, inner-directed alchemy.