Image: Lavinialeyna Deviant Art (Renee Boynton artwork )
Across the seas you came
A lost and forlorn waif
Calling my name
You clung to me
Stories told
Heads together, tears shed.
A lost child an urchin searching
With memories horrific
Experiences no one should have.
It took days of calming
Talking until late
Rising to find your pillow
Streaked with the grief of the previous night.
Finally in the soft light of evening
You stated a desire
To get out, see for yourself
The possibilities I had spoken of.
Later you emerged
A vision in blue.
I glanced up to see
A beautiful spectacle,
Words could not be uttered
As a princess descended the stairs.
The hard street brat gone
Now a woman of sophistication
With purpose and poise
I gasped,
A lump rose in my throat.
Serene commanding all attention.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2015/01/13/serene-in-blue-photo-prompt-43-january-13-2015/
Morpethroad 
Powerful transformation indeed beautiful and moving
Thank you Yves. I found this a challenging prompt.
I wrote mine in the library hope it turned out okay, still have to proofread. I wanted to see how people would do with a very abstract image
Beautiful!
Thank you Aileen I appreciate your lovely comment.
wonderful – your words created this vision so clearly – I can already read the understory.
Thank you so much Laura your comments are very kind.
Beautiful writing Michael. A story that gave hope and conquered.
Thank you Jenny glad you think so.
A vision in blue.With purpose and poise… love the transformation.
Serene came down the stairs. Heart cried out, filled with dreams and possibilities. The princess was always there, inside, unsung. She needed someone to recognize it, and show her the tao of what lies beyond the rags of our todays.
What you say is exactly as i intended it. I think there is a princess inside all of us, though I think I’d personally prefer the prince model myself. Not everyone gets the opportunity not only to find theirs but to show it off. Thanks so much for that great comment.
I do think of you as a prince, not a princess.
I can see her 🙂
Good I am pleased you can.