Look Within

She sat among the mossy spirals entwined between her thin long legs.  Her skin pale among the rich green carpet.  Her nude innocence laid among the soft pillows of golden light.  Eyes so deep as ebony, hair as dark as night and lips so red as cherries.  She laid there within her light.  Come to me he called the man with a thousand Brights, his song so merry and full of delight.  Her eyes remained deep among her crown of dark, no song so strong could lure her in.  His Brights sparkled with fierceness, his song not as sweet for all he longed for was a quick peek.  Her innocence laid firm among the earth, lovingly did she dwell among the mist.  The man with a thousand Brights continued to glare and glow, no answer to his growing weep.  "Rise" he boomed, to behold such beauty to feel such ecstasy, "Give me a view".  Her eyes dead to him didn't even give him a blink.  Swirls and whirls of greenery encompassed her every being, no longer born in paleness for him to seek.  His anger surfaced among the Blue sending vibrations all the way through.  In his anger he did not see the pale young thing was now a tree.  Her long thin legs grounded and strong, held her innocence covered and tall.  Her long thin arms pulled towards the skies, her fingers splayed had grown green and such a sight.  Her lips red as cherries bloomed just like berries.