Once long ago in a far away land it was the dawning of a new day. The sun was beginning her majestic march across the heavens, her fingers of life giving warmth were caressing the dew kissed flora of a fresh spring morn. A fluttering butterfly was dancing across a sea of colored flowers to the sweet melody of a bluejay's song of happiness. Winding her way through the sentinel like trees a babbling brook lent her rhythm to the ensemble creating an air of tranquility. In the distance the hooves of a prancing steed could be heard. Drawing closer one could see that he was handsome, strong and proud, his fiery eyes reflected the strength of his inner spirit. Astride him was a man, an armor clad knight of the realm, whose countenance matched the gleam of his armor. The knight's keen eyes scanned the area his soul sensing something, he drew his trusty companion to an abrupt halt the stallion reared snorting inquisitively. The trees and flowers began gently swaying as the winds breathe began softly whispering. The beauty and splendor of the moment gave rise to a captivating vision of a damsel in the minds eye of the knight.

Like the cool crystalline waters of a secret pond amidst a land of paradise her deep blue eyes invite, captivate and enchant the depths of my soul,

Like a sea of diamonds sparkling with the brilliance of a thousand suns her vibrant smile warmingly cascades light into the window of my heart,

Like a caressing winds melodic voice whispers thru the arms of the deep forest trees, her softly enchanting voice mesmerizes the essence of my being,

Like the dancing fingers of the flames amidst a cool nights fire set ablaze, her heart warming laughter so soothingly penetrates and sets my heart a glow,

Like a twinkling star filled night amidst the deep velvety cloak of the heavens, her uniqueness sparkles forth hinting of a radiance waiting to be admired,

Like all natures wonders that radiate with the beckoning of hidden knowledge yet known, the allure of her minds treasures call out to be discovered and shared with the world.

But as the knight contemplates the swirling thoughts of this female sparsely known, a bit of sadness clouds the expanse of his heart. For this damsel belongs to another, forever to be as a buried treasure who's richness can only be fully known by the keeper of her heart. His only consolation is that the rivers of fate might at sometime in the future set this vessel adrift so that he may have the chance to sail upon the seas of amorousness. But for now his heart is gladdened with the few morsels of experience he has managed to attain. If but a smile, a laugh, a gesture these things are his to carry with him on his journey, warming him on a cold eve, lighting his path in the darkest of hours with the hope of another such as her.....

"Sir Rychard"