The Hidden Maiden

The Hidden Maiden

The hidden maiden

In the depths of the dark deep ancient forest

Under her dark cloak

She hides her beautiful wings

In the midst

The forest is where she lives and eats

A kettle heated on the hot burning fire

Soup and bread

She has only simple desires

She is a one off wonder of this ancient mystical world

She flies like a spirited graceful ballerina The maiden’s gold and blackened wings unfurl

The wise all knowing owls

Her lifelong companions in this ancient forest she calls home

She is no maiden

She is the Queen

She has unknown strengths and powers

No mere human can ever possibly understand or ever see

She is the Queen of earth, sea, air, fire and ice

She is a Queen of the moonlight skies

She holds the sun in her captivating eyes

The mist and fog a blanket of her love

She is the Queen

She flies and walks in this mystical world unseen

The hidden maiden

Toria

2/2/2022