Pure Spirit...............

(one of my dreams)

she is a sweet little girl who loves white
her favourite colour is white..
she is pure like a temple flower,     
pure as a fountain of water,
she smile always, 
she has a long hair 
that shines in Moon light
every night....
she walk to the moon light
her little rabbits
waiting for her to play with her
in the woods..... 
on the river bank...
thousands of night flowers 
kissing her...
touching her...
blessing her...
because she is pure in heart
she loves nature 
she loves animals
she loves people 
her  foot steps never hurt the earth
her laughs never hurt people..
she's so gentle..
there's no one like her..
she comes in every month 
every moon,every blue moon
she will return....
the holy blessed spirit...
pure spirit...
the little white rose..
who dance in the river bank..
sing in cold air...
angel of the god...
murmur to my ears 
about the life.....  

• It's mad I think. anyway It's one of my dreams not a dream,imagination must be the perfect word..I love these thoughts..
• I describe this thoughts to some of my friends some friends loved that as I did.some friends laugh at me..:)
• Anyway I love this story.this is one of my harmless  creations.