Dream's Symphony

mystery, more mystery

The King abandons His throne
Pulling behind Him
His yellow robe and its
Length is forever


Dark is the sphere
Until she returns
With her jewelry box
Filled with diamonds


She is Eve
The mother of many
Her face is a lighted candle
And her skin is black licorice


She decorates her skin
With her diamonds
Dimly lighting up
The darkness


He returns
Pulling behind Him
His yellow robe
And drapes it over
The sphere


Through the window
Of my mind
I behold His majestic elegance
He is the Light
He is a hymn
He is a Lion
He is a Hero
And this is 
My Symphony
Of Dreams