Once upon a time…
In a galaxy far far away
Named Africa Guelefré,
The kings married symphony and beat
For the days of feast and joy
For every soul with a purple heart
To hear and celebrate the sounds
Of heaven as they came down
From the endless celestial dome
From Sirius to Andromeda to the infinites.
They say the forest is wild
And know of no king
That can speak to the Stars.
They say the lion has no throne
Because Majesty does not dwell
In the savanah, the fresh springs
And moonlighting on the mountain tops.
Give me two seconds of the starry night,
A laurel from Guelefre’s boundless greenery
And Heaven’s silky dust for my skin.
My soul is jiggling.
My King is here.
And my Queen is free.
JJJ-C
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