the fading light up yonder

beckons me to consider you,

even though my solitude reigns above

the desert winds as

they circle the crevices

and bow down to the canyon.

the first star of the night

begins to shimmer in view

of the arid horizon,

allowing others to join

by his side

in the vast suspended ocean.

the perfumes of the evening

plants, plant themselves

upon me,

flowering me with their beauty

and protecting me with their

essence. never alone

beneath the blue black sky

and millions of stars.

I fantasize phantoms from the

rocks, and befriend their

souls with my hypnotized vision.

the seven sisters tower over

me, shading me from myself.

and then,

she graces me with her presence.

her glow proceeds her with

temptation.

her body follows with fertile

form and translucent soul.

she governs.

she masters the motorways of wind.

she reigns her night kingdom

with power and glory,

inviting her subjects to fall silent

in her grace.

she is my queen

and always has been.

I may shine, as I rule my own sun,

but she marks my word

and enlightens my darkest hour.