(December 8, 2009)
I tell you a tale
Come from a time long ago.
And from a place
That only I know.
A place and a time that
I come from; a place
From the magics of old!
There once was a soul,
The soul of a girl; from the
Brightest star dusts she was made!
From the dusts of Alcyone
One of the seven sisters
In Pleiades there she was formed!
Into her God breathed life
And called her “Alnair” (the bright)
For a true princess
That she would be!
Gifted with the brave heart of
Monoceros and the winged soul of
Altair, a real and true princess was she!
On the back of Pegasus
She descended to earth
And was one day born a girl.
Every mountain she climbed, every
Dark valley walked
Dared her forget who she was!
She learned bravery from the lambs,
Faith from the soft voices
She learned love and care
From a stone.
With what she had;
From this she made glad;
Unshakeable and trustworthy was she!
For the princesses of today
Are not princesses at all!
A princess is never naïve nor weak!
Nay! Though blessed with the angels’ face,
And all of the angels’ grace;
Unmovable in valor she should be!
Though they dared her forget
Her own heart, her own soul; Alnair
Faltered not in the end!
She toppled beasts and fought witches
From the stead of her throne
The throne which her soul
For your enemies can never make you
Who you are not
And darkness can never make you forget!
You who are born a princess
With the angels’ face and all of their grace
And inside you lies a true hero’s heart!
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