Secra’s Lullaby
Hush, dear Secra, close your eyes tight, In the deep forest, where dreams take flight. A painting hangs, embraced by ancient light, A lullaby of magic, just for you, played by me. Close your eyes and dream what I see.
Stuck to a wall by old metal and time. There hangs a piece of art in a place out of sight. Not a place to be forgotten, but a glade suspended at its prime.
The soil is kept sacred Sunbeams shine true. If you happen upon it maybe you could do what I do
In the heart of this glade, a hidden treasure lies, Guarded by a wolfish little prince, cunning and wise. His eyes hold the wisdom of ages untold, Protecting the magic, his story unfolds.
An illustration, frozen in time's eternal grasp, A portal to realms where dreams overlap. Within its frame, a princess stands tall, Her spirit ablaze, courage reigning over all.
Beside her, a dragon, fierce and yet serene, Their dance of duals, a spectacle unseen. Locked in an embrace that transcends time, Together they combat darkness, sublime.
For there exists an evil, fueled by shadows deep, A darkness that threatens to engulf and creep. But she was raised by the wolf, in love and in strife, So she would keep confronting the abyss, fighting with all her might.
For what is meant to endure, forever to be, Begins where your weary footsteps will finally see. In the whispers of leaves and the rustling of trees, A tapestry of beginnings, woven with ease.
So embrace the magic, let it guide your way, Through the depths of the forest, where time holds sway. In this glade suspended, where art and life blend, Your journey's end marks a new chapter, once again
For in this enchanted haven, you'll find, The threads that connect your heart and mine, and as your voyage nears its destined end, A tapestry of forever shall beautifully extend.