4. Aug, 2019

Dancing Princess Turns Into Stone Queen -- Part 2


While the old soldier feigns to be asleep,

The eldest princess opens the floor-lid.

She summons twelve princes.

They are ready in their twelve boats.

Each princess in a different boat,

With her prince.

They row and row, they glide, they

May well be flying on the lake.

The water is still, heavy and polished

Like a dark mirror in the moonless


The lovers giggle and whisper,

Smile and embrace in glee.

On the shore, a hooded figure awaits.

He escorts them inside the castle

Of all the dances.


Photo by David Skyrius via Pexels.