A secret from my heart.
Tuesday, 19 January 2010 at 00:23
It started to rain early that morning
the entourage had arrived
In droves they multiplied
Heralding welcome.
The veils of white beauty lashed her spirit
As the rains came and beckoned.
It halted not
But brazenly pelted her wonderment.
The long journey hastened speed
The rains washed the debris of gloom.
Her fresh scent filled the aromatic air
As the horses raced and tigers sped.
Towards her welcome,
Towards her grace,
Towards her undeniable hospitality.
The entourage of greeters
Stood at her palace gates.
With sounds of beautiful serenades
Among the land and sea,
We passed by them
And headed on towards
The gleaming ocean.
As we rose above the stairs in awe
Were we gathered , towards
The throne room of her beautiful
Majestic Queen of the Southern Seas.
Kanjeng Ratu Roro Kidul.
That is each feeling I get
Whenever I am invited
By her in whose hands God Wills
Me to meet; at special and
historical places.
Dear to me is my Queen and mother
Dear to us all.
We all are missing and hoping
To get the glimpse out of a dream.
Where our energies shall combine and feel always whole
Dear and close to her bosom and side.
She shall never be far.
Lorraine Nur~NSSRLB~
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