an image so perfect you may wonder if you are dreaming or awake, here she is standing in beatitude covered with an ethereal dress of silk and gold threads, she stands over a heavenly landscape covered in clouds and mist, earth or grass or vapors you do not know for sure what it is. The clouds provide a protective cradle around her delicate figure, basking in the glorious divine golden light descending from the Sun or a deity above the clouds, like a spotlight would on a celebrity, This light is strong and warm but also soft and pleasant like the sun is on a colder day. One glance at her and we all fall in love, taken into romantic reverie yearning for a glance, a word or touch.