The Hymn of the Universe

I stared at her. Her olive skin complexion is illuminating like a bar of shining gold, even her tamed eyebrow and curl eyelashes. She has a few freckles on her golden cheeks that are only visible nearby.
Her lips are not like us humans that have a hue of pink or red but it's purple, very alien.
Her long mermaid hair is a shade of golden blonde which compliments her skin tone.
She's so ethereal. She's too good to behold. My eyes even glistened with so much adoration on how she looked, like a gemstone trapped in a pointed polished clear crystal.

Hey sleeping beauty, you're still asleep. Can you please wake up already?

It's almost one- and one-half years but no response from her even her frequency is still vibrating. She's alive just sleeping.

I stared at her again. I touched the experimental glass that was holding her.

Wake up, please.

(Credit to the owner/owners of the photo)