She fell asleep,as the blue robes of her body slipped off,
Revealing her thin shoulder..
Her golden hair fell on the pillow of white,as if sun shine fell down on snow..
Her eyelashes fluttered while her eyes were closed,as it birds with wings,ready to fly,to take her to some far away land..
Her fingers intertwined,lied on her stomach,as if petals of lotus..
Her feet peeked underneath the blanket,toes tiny and sweet..
As she lied on the bed of cloud..
Sun rays peeked from the curtain to wake her up,to wish her a good morning..
Birds sat near her window,chirping gently as if knowing how to be tender,
To the little girl sleeping..
The wafting fragrance of night jasmine swirling around her window..
As the mystic beauty laid,asleep in her chambers..
Waiting for a knock to wake up..
