Rise full

She pulls down
Stars sucked in the vacuum
Of her feeble mind.
She holds the moon
Captured behind the bars
She tells him of her life,
Of each fear
Of each memory.
Grinding to dust,
The weakened stars glowing still,
She feeds her pet
Breakfast of illumination,
Leaving him silver to white
His light an energy vibration hum,
Lit with the magic.
He grows as each day passes
Till filled to the orb
Falls round
And she releases him to the sky
To the destiny he must fulfill,
To rise
To light her world
And perhaps to quench her fears
With his gentle presence,
To know he is alive
Because she cared.
He will summon her
His mistress
To feed his soul
And she will gather her stars
And in grinding the dust
To diamonds she will release to him
The pretties of his night
She will spread them
His mantle a cloak
Of loveliness.

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