Eternal Beauty

Her eyes glow

like a vibrant moon.

She sings like a mockingbird

calling across the valley.

She stands tall and firm,

like mother Earth.

She walks like a serpent

gently wading through the undergrowth.

Her stature comes-and rises,

as if, unfolding her wings.

She has all the looks

of a peaceful heaven.

And yet-she is not human.