Her Majesty In August

A halo of unearthly beings that dont belong in this world
An angel that fell to earth
The heavens have hurled

Hurled, but refused to bow, break or bend to the whims
Of dictators and tyrants those who made you pay for their sins
Unconquered you stand
Taking pride with well placed moves and plans
A face that was determined and destined


Determined, and destined
You watch the waves roll
Lulling the far away shore
Knowing life could offer more
Hills that fall into rythm of gentle curves
Refusing to let them control and unerve
You, the one who seeks glory

Glory of an emperor
Spirit exceeding all the temperatures
A fire appealing the majesty of a rising sky
Holding a gaze to an unforseeable future,
An imploring, dreaming, believing conqueror
With eyes that love to eyes that awaken

Awaken to the dawn of this new era
Writhing its way to your anticipating life
Put to sleep the lore of yesterday
Getting stronger with each strife
In the unending march of time
You will age like the finest champagne or wine

Wine colored Autumn trees
Withering blossoms, flutter to the streets
Not from the advent of showers in May
Born instead from the turn of leaves that chase decay
Happy Birthday