Flora

Her Soul Was Born Of The River Of Elysian, Her Hairs Were Like A Vine Holding To The Memories, Divine. And Her Body Embraced By The Celestial Glow, Her Laughs Gave Birth To Lilts; Leaves Giggled In The Hush Of Dawn's Flow. And A Heart Full Of The Floral Beauty That Sings The Song Of The Sylvan, Her Graceful Walk Fills The Jungle With Life.