Waiting through the night,
she stands graceful and still.
Her hair moving to the sound
of the whispers of those who cannot
accept her beauty.
Two eyes that reflect no hate,
just pure honesty.
A mouth that closes quickly
when the first evil spirits start swimming upstream; so none can escape.
But keeping them is not a solution,
she knows it,
but it's not in her nature to hurt.
Even though it seems like she emerged from a waterfall,
when you look closely
you can see wounds.
Most of them are healed,
but some still bleeding.
But her kindness blinds,
and draws the attention away from these wounds:
perfect plan that non-one has discovered yet.
Sometimes, when sleeping
the beauty has nightmares,
cries and becomes child again;
weak and defenseless.
That's the time
when all evil minds take out their pillows to suffocate her.
Yet her greatest gift is her love,
and that no-one can take from her.
She's servant in her own world,
and leader in her world of friends...
