A rendering of creation
I was formed at a station
The dust his nishma his imagination
I was Alpha with a pledge given Eden
Made the head the son of Hashem with an inheritance
That spread over all the Middle East
My home had rivers, gold, and the onyx it was
Genesis the commanding of the Earth was mine
I was King I reigned
But inside was desire a pain my heart had set on replay
Guarded by a cage trying to birth something
A rib was in the way my maker claimed it was time
The Queen was on the way
I fell into a deep sleep dreaming of my throne with an empty
seat
But awakened by the sun and the glamour of a figure headed
to me
Guided by my image
The Lion right to me
In awe of her presence I was told she was a gift from heaven
I stood up to greet her with a hello and a pleasure to meet
her
But she addressed me with her name it was Delta
Because she was the fourth from creation
She was happy to meet me the other part of the relation
I took her by the hand headed north to my throne
Behind my seat the other Crown
It was hers it fit perfectly
Just like her hand inside mine
So divine when she speaks
I eat the words that escape the dividing of her lips
My declaration to my kingdom was to acknowledge its Queen
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