You live high above;
You are the ocean of the sky.
The stars are the seashore
the beauty you emit are the waves.
No voyagers, no pirates,
just a silent sea
roaring in the north.

You are a crushed emerald
floating in the sky.
The night welcomes you,
like a Goddess.
"Your highness", hails the one living below
gives you a throne
that is mounted on top of the globe.

To reach you is like a milestone.
I dwell far away from you,
but not beyond your empire,
because I know where you lie
and I wish to see you
before I die.





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