The Rebellion

The Queen is still,

Vexed with grief,

Bittersweet tears run down her cheeks,

Her Queendom almost lost,

To an angry mob,

A rebellion thwarted at the mountain peak.

Her castle, high as high can be,

Shook to the marching of troops that day,

The trumpets loud as loud could be,

Echoed through her soul of clay.

The sky turned dark at the knock of the door,

Knock, knock, knock...

She shivered as she lay on her bedroom floor,

The chamber turned as the dark of that day,

While shadows danced as Jesters at play.

Mocking her, scolding her, the heat was too strong,

The fire consuming,

It felt eternally long.

Drums, trumpets, screams of anger,

Every little servant was out to get her.

But alas!......Silence.

A faint whisper of a familiar song,

B-ting , b-ting, b-ting,

Her heart pleading, plea-ding,

Awaken my Queen!!

All of a sudden, the ground beneath her shook,

A loud crow beside her grasped her gaze to look,

A light fluttered around her, an open book,

Stood in the corner as to it fast she took.

Spells, spells, incantations, magic,

She read aloud no more struck with panic.

Falling to her knees, she could but utter one word,

A word with no form, no shape, no sound,

A word that stirred some forgotten feelings,

Swirling the wonderful abyss of meaning.

Ecstasy filled her veins,

As her nothingness shone bright,

All the riches, beauty, power, and strength,

Amounted to a speck of dust in the night.

Letting go, floating in the care of void,

The crow crowed again waking her with its noise,

Knock- knock- knock-

She opened the door;

The trumpets, the troops, the jesters no more.

A mirror stood,

Gaze at it she finally could.

Her crown was tilted,

Her robe was torn,

Her face was veiled,

Her beauty reborn.

The Queen is still,

Vexed with grief,

A vexing she has commanded remain;

An advisor, a reminder,

Of past filled pain.

Her Queendom is saved, her words restrained,

She, a non-being as a non-being could be

Awake through the breath of Reality.

A servant Queen,

In service free,

B-ting, B-ting, B-ting,

The drum and dance United.