Queen Of Creation

Queen Of Creation     

By Paul McCann

She was the soul of emotion

when the world had only begun

Silvery stars were there in her eyes

and her face shone like  the sun.

She soared on the summer wind

and she roared like a storm coming in

She was a wave on the ocean

before the first tide had come in .

See her fly and hear her cry ,

you can feel the change as time goes by

It only takes time to open your mind ,

then it opens your eye.

I find her there walking 

through the halls of frequent contemplation .

She heard the call and answered it all ,

she’s the Queen of creation

Somewhere behind the eclipse of the moon

her beauty hides away .

Dressed up by the cosmos

she is glowing for that wonderful day

In a space time cannot fill

she awaits for the angels until

the  moment arrives to collect

everything that has  been fulfilled .

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