Buzzard Queen
Fields of golden grains stretch towards the horizon
The sun in all its glory has risen
Either in river children will play
Or by jumping into mounts of hay
The air is dense but has pleasant smell
The ancient oaks have stories to tell
One is about the fury of midsummer typhoon
One is about buzzard with an eye like the moon
At the beginning of time
In the seventh heaven of sublime
The queen of universe had two sons
Masters of all universes’ suns
One was good honest and real
The other first one tried to kill
Their mother did not try to hurt either one of them
Instead in love she tried to unite them
But the evil brother into a buzzard turned her
That is how from heaven she fell
She now had to live on small creatures with fur
Not only was that she also was close to hell
Each of the brothers was child of immortality
Each could step outside of continuity
Each could measure highest point in new continuity
Each knew the secrets of soul of universe in all its beauty
The first son first tried to return the queen to her place
But then left her to her fate in endless space
That angered buzzard queen and two would feel
Anger toward each other that would not easily heal
Now buzzard queen flies from dune to dune
All she has left is blind eye silver like the moon
But she has powerful mind
Even if now she is half blind
When quantum of double jeopardy
Will form in the universes key
She will be much more than even measure of highest continuity
She will not only be queen but true majesty
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