My Citadel.

I want to create magic.
Flutterflies sparkling their wings in mid air;
moondust - a silver haze in the sky.
Fly.
Fly to lands unknown:
to islands of snow fixed with sunlight, where mothers of the universe nurture you with love and life.

There you'll see me
dressed in a lavender robe
as I globe
around the palace.
The moon beam shall sparkle the minarets
and reflect
the universe on my dress.

My Citadel is -
Majestic.

But I too have floundered in search of love.
Those Gardens that chirp the beauty of roses -
they pierced me with their thorns.
The fountains that flowed the melody of the sea -
they drenched me in screams of mourns.
And those chambers that embraced the grace of my fall -
they brought new winds to my massive storms.

So I lapse here
in a rhapsody
as my lavender robe flows
for you all to see.

12:05 a.m.
December 6, 2017