Far across the land
Gazed the eyes of the princess fair.
Standing on the battlements of duty,
She espied the storm’s clouds in the distance.
The rains had passed,
As the malady remained.
There she sat on the wings of fortitude.
Graciously the winds of calm,
Made known their presence.
For the golden Sun of the dawn
Cast its rays upon the Kingdom of peace.
Still, a specter lay still in her heart.
Clutching her gown of white,Gone was her valiant Knight.