She

She was like
A breath of fresh air
In a scorching desert
Refreshing yet fleeting
Gone sooner than she arrived
Which makes you think
Was she real or just a make believe
Yet even as she vanished
She was able to provide
A few moment of reprieve
From the discord
That I feel
Like Music
Floating
Like Leaves
In a puddle
Rippling the tears
Of an unsolved riddle
Life and Love merged
In that transient moment
Time and Space
Bent forward and backwards
As if light passing through a crooked prism
Bathing my being
In a Dance
Of light and Shadow
And defining my very existence
How can a short episode
Of a
Union
of Souls
Rival a Lifetime
Of Pre supposed peace?
How can love so pure and true
And Enduring
Be shrouded in Lies?