The lady stands upon the shore
Watching as day breaks
& views her garments spread to float around her
Her silk train blending so easily with the waves.

Wrapped in a gown of silk, of lace, of velvet
Which holds & releases her
Enclosing her body like a flower
Blooming for your view.

She moves like air
sacred as she is
The garment she wears
Transports her into a world of beauty
& exquisite elegance.

She mounts the steps
Her silk train following like a memory
& speaks the words..."I Do."

THE LADY OF THE LAKE