Square walls and ceiling take on dimension within castle bounds- through hallowed halls and gracious rooms- up marble steps to chambers lined with curtain flowing windows lattice blinds and lace-topped sills.
Within the cube there rests a centrepiece of polished craft secured and shielded by light that's wielded- hidden, revealed alchemical healed in jewelled gold.... the headpiece of a King that is.
A King that was a King to be- the future of an island tree- so green yet bold and flowing free in platinum gold from shore to shore.
The crown once more is handed on- the years ahead are bright and long with pomp and splendour carried on.... the rose and cross from Kingdom deep within and out beyond the stars.
Last Edit: May 5, 2023 20:27:08 GMT 9.5 by fjrogers
Distant peaks emerge....clear as day. The hermit's lantern turns to guide the way. Hermit's Way - F. J. Rogers