Rhinestone Ring

by

Sekhem Psikor Strecker

She's strolling far amidst the silver sky of a masterpiece and forming in her eye
She spies the daylight moonscape rising scene and the softest kiss in a moonbeam
And oh she's walking onwards, farther now to awakened dreams; a wisp of cloud
That falls between the cracks of heaven and earth to her reverie but what was it she heard?

And she stops
And listens hard for a voice to ring out
While her mind is painting pictures of a vanquished doubt
And she fingers her rhinestone ring with hope in her eyes
But the only sound that escapes her lips is a sigh

So now she journeys on an endless search to disown her claim as queen of the broken world
Although her noble birthright bides to stand, did she accomplish her dreams or did they turn to sand?
And oh she's stumbling in her silver sky then the rains come forth from the glint in her eye
Now there's nothing else that she can do but break down inside; melancholy blue

And she stops
And listens hard for a voice to ring out
While her mind is painting pictures of a vanquished doubt
And she fingers her rhinestone ring with hope in her eyes
But the only sound that escapes her lips is a sight
And she goes
And fights the urge to jump back and return
To her broken world filled with silver skies and moons
And though her rhinestone ring now lies on the silver ground
Crying out in self-proclamation there is no sound

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