An Unseen Friend

She is a beautiful bird, in a garden or a cage, I am not worried about her age, Her physique or her complexion, I’m aware of her amazing perfection, I know she flies like beautiful kites, In her sweet and lovely beautiful writes, Filled in with love, I see a heart, A thirst on her lips for poetry and art, But I see a restless soul of an eve, She’s thirsty of love I firmly believe, I see her flying in the lovely mild rains, Getting rid of thirst and untold pains, In starry nights I see her walking, With a blue moon I found her talking, On the music of winds I can see her singing, Turns flowers in bells I notice her ringing, She is beautiful as beauty she admires, What she loses and what she acquires! In search of her, yes, I know, She is a glow worm, let her glow.