By Elanur Williams

She dances in sunlit fields
where the air smells of honey and earth,
her laughter carried on the breeze

amid the distant hum of bees.
Her wings a shimmer,
hair tangled with flowers,

rose and lavender entwined.
In her eyes, the summer sky:
a thousand blue and infinite dreams.

And as day meets dusk,
she rests by a stream, her reflection
a fleeting, glowing figure—ablaze.

Elanur Williams is an educator based in New York City, where she lives with her husband and daughter. Her work has previously been published or is forthcoming in Eunoia Review, 3Elements, The Ekphrastic Review, Feminism and Religion, Quail Bell Magazine, and elsewhere.

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