49 - She sends her songs across the great wide sea

She sends her songs across the great wide sea
Like some romantic siren on a rock,
But equipped with modern technology.
She perches there and twirls her dark brown locks.
Water has great significance for her;
It can be rivers, rain or even tears.
I think her vision turns into a blur
Sometimes, when she thinks back to bygone years.
But since she crossed the Ocean Rubicon
And was hugged by a lady torch-bearer,
Her flowers have bloomed, her sands are bright diamond,
Her thoughts are white doves, hands of a carer.
In east and west, this special lady knows
That love is all, in deserts and in snows.
Mon 23 Oct 2006