I am your keeper
of seven worlds.
Full of troubles
and turmoils.

I too am the pearls
you lost at shore
as I watched you toast
to old friends I'm sure.

But, I am mostly your captain
of finer ships that have sailed
mastering every map known to male

Starting with the seams,
I casted you out like a terrible fish would
and you bursted upright like a shooting star made of wood
spraying all your golden colours
onto the valley below

It was a beautiful sight
to see such a thing
touch down at moonlight
on topaz silvered waters.