Circles

A chilling blue ray
of the purple morning
Yellow rain, silver trees
dance around a vortex
a fractal ascending

Oh, where does it lead?
Where does it lead?
I wanna go there

Confused the Sky looks down
And the Master of the Skies
shines out of curiosity
Sends down the Rainbow
to investigate

What kind of vortex is this?
Where does it lead?
Might be the timeless land?

None to ask
nothing to see or hear
Trapped in his dancing curiosity
The Sun descends to take a look

All the colours fade away
wither and die.
And shadows are no more

This is the time! This is it!
Hurry up dear Queen

And she arises from the
Eastern Sky
Naked, her skin pale
but glowing ghastly
In her fullest of power

The King is dead!
Long live the Queen!

The usurpation lasted until
The Queen saw the Vortex.
Curious those Kings and Queens

That's why empires
rise and fall
in a day or night

The circle of Life
forever and ever
till the vortex is
no more..