11-29-2012, 10:37 AM
She sits on her throne
Afraid of her power
Eyes of pansies, lips of berries
Her heart, like a crescent moon yearning to be full…
A spirit like the sun burning, setting us on fire
She had a youthful wildness yet a soul as ancient as the gods
and as mysterious as existence
Her walls once guarded by forbidden ivy
She can’t remember why
Hailing all to her kingdom
She frees her moon heart to earth,
Claims back her oceans and skies
Now not afraid of her power
For the first time she opens the gates..
Afraid of her power
Eyes of pansies, lips of berries
Her heart, like a crescent moon yearning to be full…
A spirit like the sun burning, setting us on fire
She had a youthful wildness yet a soul as ancient as the gods
and as mysterious as existence
Her walls once guarded by forbidden ivy
She can’t remember why
Hailing all to her kingdom
She frees her moon heart to earth,
Claims back her oceans and skies
Now not afraid of her power
For the first time she opens the gates..