Her heart is given so readily and vulnerable is she

Full of the power of protection and love given free

Her work is to keep the board so clear

And bring all outsiders close and near.

A softness envelops her closing eyes

As before the Black King a light will surprise

That she is His dominion and glorious bride

The Gold of Ophir is her robe to abide

In eternal bliss at the end of the day

All evil and darkness her psyche will not flay

For she a conqueror still and full of power

Living freely in the eternal lover’s bower.

She seems to glow with the threads of life

Her golden tresses a glory rife

Only youth and beauty will always be her domain

As over all the others she will conquer and reign.