THE RIVER QUEEN

To the Court of the River Queen,

I come with trepidation,

And wholly stand in awe of Her vast creation.

For I know the privilege I hold despite my station

And so I'm o’ercome with great elation.

Then as I catch a glimpse of the Throne room's gleam,

I cannot wait to gaze upon my River Queen.

At the Court of the River Queen,

Peasants cheer as I approach.

Filled with excitement, my path they will encroach. 

They gasp as I try to use my tiny boat

To cross the turbulent, “impassable” moat.

But erupt in applause when I reach the Eddy’s seam,

For I am at last in the Throne room of my River Queen.

The Throne Room of the River Queen

Is filled with courtiers fair,

Who frolic without worry under Her Grace's care.

As I approach Her throne, they all stop and stare,

Wondering if this unfeathered creature even belongs there.

Undaunted, I charge ahead at full steam,

For I know I was bid by my River Queen.

Before the Majesty of my River Queen,

I forget all my toils.

Dancing with my Queen is the greatest of spoils.

And to Her only, I will always be loyal--

Long after I  return to my peasant soil.

For She alone fills all my dreams,

And I pray to always be worthy of my River Queen.