Magical Presence

It was a warm,sunny day.
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
 
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
 
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
 
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
 
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
 
Like a diamond from the ocean.
Rose gold color met our eyes.
Amazed,she began to fantasize.
 
May you let out happy sighs.
Soon ,you realise she is no ordinary girl.
She had come here to protect the clam.
 
She extended to you a comforting hand.
A traveler from another world.
Soon,her magic unfold.
 
And confirmed all the stories were told.
A legend about a magical clam.
Protected by a goddess with a whimsical name.
 
Rose ,she says, and calming music plays.
Soon, you had met her eyes.
Brown,like chocolate.
 
And yours,blue like the skies.
Soon,time flies and you earn her trust.
And she gives you the clam.
 
""take it,you may need it!""
She says,holding out her hand.
The one with a whimsical name.
 
You take it,and you feel brand new.
With its magic,you soon healed through.
And she stayed there with you for a while.
 
When you need her most.
Like a fairytale told by a ghost.
Whether true or not.
 
The clam healed you.
Written by her name.
And soon,her name earned a lot of fame.
 
Now your life shall never be the same.
Because you met the healer,protector behind that name.
Like a red rose.
 
You will never feel the same.
And you would hear always,the wind whisper her name.