The Elude

She looks upon the world with ancient gaze -

with eyes of a thousand years and mind of a past era.

Sweet innocence, she has been there before.

As about her the clock ticks forwards,

she hears it not,

for time has no power in a heart that has escaped its grasp -

in a soul that has delved the ages.

Yet often it seems she has seen too much,

and she wonders if, perhaps,

the Author of Life meant not for humans to venture so -

for she feels so very far away.

Her mind grows weary as she travels from place to place,

and the memories weigh upon her.

Few people truly see her these days,

for she lives about the air,

in a land between many worlds.