She was graceful and airy and the garden
blossomed in unprecedented beauty.
The drops of water beaded from her skin and lightly
swayed the palm fronds in the rising wind.

The sun's rays made their way through the foliage,
softly, caressing her delicate body.<

From afar, the sounds of the village drifted over the
garden wall to us, but her movements, like a traditional
dance, let sound a magical music that made us forget the
world around us.