She

She can't be captured in a photograph
Can't even be captured in a poem
You might catch her in a butterfly net
But before long she'd have to roam.

She is a mystical spirit
An untamed, alchemical child
A daughter of Hieros Gamos
Passion and crisis reconciled.

An ineffable, mercurial being
She glides among the mists of Neptune
In dreams you might chance to see her
In the night quiet of the dark moon.

Treat her well and earn her trust
She'll tell you what you want to know
Remember her with kindly words
When she has to go.

(c) 2011

Artwork: Sprit of Flight by Josephine Wall