The Prayer

The Prayer

Stop, stop I told to myself
As I ran and entered the forbidden forest
My head is spinning with her yells and shouts
Couldn’t take it anymore
I need to leave

“Fly, fly, fly my maidens”
I heard a voice delicately speaking
As it was the forbidden forest you see
I ran to the bush and ducked to peek
To fill the questions of my curiosity

“Land, land, land under the moonlight”
It was a flock of swans I see
Transforming into maidens under the moonlight
I was surprised, surprised and surprised
“Am I dreaming?” I started to think

Then came a man with a crown on his head
He came and talked to the queen of the swans
It must be love at the first sight I guessed
As he got down on his knee with her hand in his
And then he went back out of the forest again

I sat and see and waited for the man to come
While the maidens were performing their capturing moves
They swayed to the left, they swayed to the right
They stood on their toe and ballet all around
But not for long the Queen then left

Standing on my feet, I wanted to get home
It was late for sure, I guess it’s nearly dawn
But then came the Queen with cry of despair
She laid on the grass, looking dreadfully sick
Running towards her was the man in crown again

The man cried and then kissed her gently
The maidens were sad that they danced sadly
He then threw off the queen’s tiara into the lake
Which then followed by a strong gushing sound
Where the lake rose and immersed them both

Miserable, miserable, miserable was what I felt
When there were nothing left of them
Tears came rolling down my cheeks
I closed my eyes and prayed it was a dream
And found myself back under my bed within a jiffy

-Tress-