Of times ethereal,
when space was filled with gassy droughts
and planes material
were only fetus within clouds
Bells of consciousness in motion
stir unwavering emotion,
descending figure, purple haze
justice wrapped in pale face.
Photons of the rising dawn;
cradle of the starlight yawn,
sunlight’s root, nightmare ender,
faith, hope and soul render,
rise and shine, lit and dance,
Born in realm of high vibrations
where no human flesh resides,
rose a keeper of dimensions;
the spinning galaxies he rides.
among the shores of ancient seas
rose a legendary queen,
born of light, raised in peace.
mystic as the dawn of time
was home for one who couldn’t stand
war, hatred, pain and crime.