Somewhere there is truth...

To dance upon the midnight wind,
moonbeams in her hair.
Dreaming without a care.

Floating above the fractured land,
on flames of spectral fire.
Flirting with starlit sky,
drenched in heaven’s sweet desire.


She’s sister of the golden sun,
daughter of the vast unknown.
Mother to the earth itself, 
forever time has been her throne.


Mystic is the heart and soul, 
as are mysterious her eyes.
Reading future’s sordid truths,
between the sorrow and the lies.