Queen of the Night

The monarch on her star-lit throne

Commands the skies with melancholic crone,

Her kingdom the gods had sewn,

The Queen of the Night rules alone.

She rules with eternal might,

The resilient Queen of the Night

Commands both darkness and light,

Granting the fortunate sight.

She possess all – every moon, every star,

All beings, near and far,

But every star creates a bar

To trap the queen deeper in the tar.

For although the queen stands tall -

Lives immortal and cannot fall -

She remains alone in her hall,

In her eyes every being is but a doll.

Every additional subject in her dominion

Reinforces her sad realization:

There is no harmonized creation.

There is no simple solution.

Aught I use a knife?

Sever the bonds of this restrictive life,

Cause chaos and untold strife,

All to be another’s wife?

The Queen elects to deduct any crisis

And sacrifices her private happiness.

The queen returns into the darkness

Alone, to the castle in the abyss.