MUSINGS.. A collection of poetry

Diadem of the dynasty

Long, long, long, long, long time ago
Far, far, far, far, far, far away,
There sat a crown in golden glow
Shining with glory in tides' sway.

Rose from the dark seas,
Moulded by the sun;
Hiding full of mysteries,
It was known to none.

Until one light day of scented spring,
When a sage saw it in his vivid dream
Showing such turmoil, all it will bring
From little lofty hills, beside a stream.

Scenes came alive with all its might,
Out flowed through, a stream of gold,
With the hill burning, blue and white
Trees, flocks, birds, much turned old.

A great, great king soon arrived,
To witness the wonder, claim a prize;
Succumbed to fire, in lava he dived,
With all his men, unruly, unwise..

Then came a witch's parade, hooting
Ready to plunder that mythical thing;
Struck by a big bolt while looting,
Their burnt bodies formed grey ring.

Sky above, attested to the grandeur,
Of raging river and blazing hilltop;
Down descended an eagle's amour
Soon all chaos came to a stop.

The spell was that the third would get
Sun's own bounty, sea's own wealth
Off the seas,under the sun it met
And put an end to all the stealth.

Then eagle soared mighty heights
To reach the gates of a castle on air,
Being abandoned after the fights,
It had lost its beauty, charm and flair.

Now that the diadem sat on throne,
Back to life, the castles came
So the tale was told, stone to stone,
And the eagle kept its kingly fame.
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So yeah it happened ages ago.. in people's daydreams.
How else do you think eagle holds its crown?
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