In a Castle Dark

You'll find her hidden in her castle Her Windows shuttered from light outside A quill in hand by candlelight Come midnight she would scribe Huddled under quilted blankets She would scribble til day had dawned The spirit of odes would possess her Until burdened message spawned. She would share her gift with others For the message was not hers to keep But some despised the gift within her Her wisdom just too deep But there was a Scottish prince Who took this Sage's messages to heart He encouraged her to keep writing For others valued her treasured art Then one day a book of precious odes From her castle spread far and wide And now her shutters have let the light in No more reason for her to hide