I met a Naiad
One summers eve
Out by the Stony Stair
Her skin was white
As white as snow
Sun glistened in her hair
A vine wreath circled round her waist
And curled around one breast
She rose out of the water
Her voice put me to rest
She told of all the wonders
In the ages since her birth
Then spoke of all the creatures
That once roamed upon the earth
She talked to me of gemstones
And items of great wealth
As I turned to walk away
She gave me back my health