Rusty Sprocket

The image of a goddess
Bright eyes that are twinkling diamonds in the sky
Voice - that of an angel
Rusty sprockets of a heart begin to move

Delicate figure - 
As a butterfly with wings just dried in the crisp sun
Purity - that of a white rose
Christ-like indeed

A wall surrounds and protects, the garden
A vine grows through the cracks, searching
Seeking the fountain inside, the heart
Seeking to be part of the inner spirit, the healing

The universe is vast 
And here is a vision
Beauty for eternity
Have I found it?