She looks far into the night
Her vision fathomless and sharp
A time of acceptance was near
Cosmic dew drops playing the harp
Each starry cluster blew whispers
Anticipating the gathering of tyme
Mere tips of wings visualised
By one whose name hides the Shrine
Mighty jewelled eyes of emerald
Raptured the crystals of the Keep
Of a sky so immense as to fill
Many of the universes so deep.













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