Her Majesty’s gaze


Blades of green grass shivering in the wind
Flowing like a breathing landscape on the face of the mountain
And the clouds bless Her Majesty with a robe of water droplets
Queen of the land, the mountain ruling from her apex

I fell for her gaze towering over a sparsely clouded moonlit night
Thinking, what spectacular event made her rise from rubble and dust?

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