The legend begins before time begins
In a far away land so beautiful and green;
The child gushed out to the sunny world
And was given the name Eileen!
But the gal was not an ordinary child
For she spoke poetry so supreme
In that far away foreign land
That was beautiful, vast, and green!
Since then, the journey of words took off
Writing to her became a daily routine;
Places visited, people met, and life incidents
All were summoned on papers agleam;
She gave birth to visions beyond
Any limits of time and sound
That girl who was called Eileen!
The spirits she evoked whenever she wrote
Rejoiced her name in the holly ravine!
The gal knew not she owns within her hands
A power that runs like a stream,
She poured her love to all who were around
From when she was a preteen!
But life was somehow severe and
Compelled to change the scene;
The young maiden travelled across the world
Leaving hometown and forced to wean!
Yet, the green fields she missed were revived
In a lyric, a song, or a heart-aching scene;
For the myth did engrave deep in the heart
Of the gal named Queen Eileen,
A light that surpasses any other light
Just as her name does mean!!
© Guru Jad 2013
* Dedicated to my Muse Eileen Ghali.. The greatest friend and supporter that anyone can meet!