I saw her
Gliding up the rock
From her shining dark abode
Her skin array of hues
Smoothly shinning under the sun shower
Illumining the rockview with her
Resplendent majesty and beauty
Soft yet strong
Coursing up in a slide
Holding on in style
She reached and coiled up on her throne
The peak of the mountain height
Wherein she played the royal guard
Doubling as a queen
No crown adorned her head
But it was regal
With her fork-tongue playing tantrums
Added up to her queenly regalia
So crystal, yet far but near
I saw her
In the wild and thick forest
Of mind and thoughts
