The King’s Daughter November 3, 2009
One does not
simply take
the hand of the
king’s daughter.
One must first
prove oneself:
prove oneself
a worthy man.
The king’s daughter’s beauty
transcends age and time.
Her eyes shine with
the light of her soul.
A soul: pure and clean,
filled with her lord’s laughter,
overflowing with mirth;
such is the king’s daughter.
But to take the hand of a princess,
of the king’s daughter,
that is a hard task,
but a worthy one.
Her song calls your soul.
Lifting it higher,
raising it unto heights,
it did not know it could attain.
And yet, somehow,
this ascent feels supremely right.
As if this is how
things were meant to be.
But can you manage this ascent?
Alone? Never.
Fortunately, the king himself
has deigned to lend you aid.
Trust in your Lord.
Trust in the King of Kings.
Let him guide your steps,
for he is wise beyond wisdom.
And if,
if,
if,
if it be his will,
Perhaps, one day,
the appointed day,
He may grant you
his daughter’s hand.
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