Jewel of Darkness

Cold crept into the silence of a lone home;

There, a lady lay, resting, all alone.

Within her light head, dulcet dreams danced around;

She was blithely unaware of the bleak hour.

Sinister nightmares overwhelmed her mind’s sight;

Decay bloomed through a phantasmagoric fright;

Life’s warm halcyon simply turned to cool mist,

While the drums of dread coerced her with their beat.

The past fractured, eviscerating her flesh;

The future dissolved so that, there, naught was left;

All that remained were her thoughts and memories:

Ferrymen who carried her into the dark.

The endless deep enveloped all that she was,

Caressing her bitter form, calming her heart;

She was drowned by its solemn profundity;

Unified with the Night’s bottomless bottom.

Down, lower, sans terminus, she descended,

Into the realm of her unifier’s might,

Transfiguring into eternal essence;

Crowned Queen of the Void and all the World’s dismay.

Now, there, She sat, an orchid of great terror,

A beauty to those who sojourn in Darkness,

A black jewel in the Ocean of Consciousness,

Good Queen to the Lord of the World’s creation.