Ever the Hope (Queen of Stars)

I pour the liquid pure gold, two streams into the dark, A shimmering promise, a guiding, sacred mark. The deep groove carries solace, soft as a gentle rain. I am the nurture, the force that conquers dread. My hands cradle the vastness, where creation can begin. I am the genesis of light, the truth that lives within. The ambient shimmer is my voice, the clarity I bring. The eternal wellspring from which all true dreams will spring. I am the muse, the source of liquid light. The star shines through the night, ever the hope. I balance the fear, the sorrow, and the strife. Pouring creation into the heart of life. The Rhodes keys play soft, a vintage, knowing sound. My dominion is the solace that can everywhere be found. The shadows seek to swallow, the vacuum tries to numb, But my radiance is constant, awaiting all who come. I guard the spirit’s garden against the final blight, A steady force, shining in the darkest night. I am the muse, the source of liquid light. The star shines through the night, ever the hope. I balance the fear, the sorrow, and the strife. Pouring creation into the heart of life. The starlit cosmos is the sea where broken spirits mend. I offer the raw potential, the dream that has no end. I am the gentle gravity, the truth that sets you free, A perfect, loving mystery. I am the muse, the source of liquid light. The star shines through the night, ever the hope. I balance the fear, the sorrow, and the strife. Pouring creation into the heart of life.