perfect

s the valley was engulfed by harrowing mist

and darkness spread across the rolling hills

lit only moments before by a broken horizon

coloured by shades of raven and passion

as the gods raised their hands

in celebration of the days past

and moments shared

she rose.

clothed in white of purity and dreams

she took her first breath, mesmorsing

as she opened her eyes the birds cried

is relentless awe of the stories shared

through those piercing blue pearls

reflecting themselves.

The earth was speechless

The trees searched for words to describe her

but as the perfection of her silenced all

she was alone.

She cried a tear frozen by the

snow cold morning

as the tears poured out her face froze

agony encompassed her.

She collapsed slowly as dawn broke

and the gods sighed

another failed attempt at creating

one that is perfect.