Princess

Czar’s nostalgia
brought forth
a trail of tears
which dissolved
in dazzling blue oceans
 
He saw his war-ship
Black Beauty sailing
over the horizon
in search of a wizard
to concoct potions of victory
in an uncertain world
 
There are no enemy nations
and his purple sword
lies unused
yet there is un-ease
over disease
 
and he wants to protect
his Princess
from afflictions
and struggles
in times to come
 
He dreams of seeing her
dancing in golden acres
emerging like an aurora
resplendent in the beauty
of royal, blue fires
 
Yet…
his tender and true
fatherhood
restricts her movement
keeps her isolated
in lonely chambers
 
to preserve her
freshness
exclusivity
for times to come…
for years to come….

Purple patch