Crowned by thorns,
breaking its chains,
Lightning kisses gem-crusted crown,
alights upon noble forehead;
sunrise slowly smolders,
clasps clusters of diamonds
around royal throat.
Epaulettes are embellished
with sparkling insignia,
waist encircled with sash of sapphires.
Trousers lit by torch-lit tourmaline,
shoes polished to a singular sheen
King Ash is resplendent
head to toe.
enthralled by the pomp
witness to a
I had a front-row seat to the most magnificent sunrise ever to strike the face of a hoar-frosted earth this morning! I was brought to tears as I realized that I was witnessing a coronation of sorts. As Jacob did of old, I ‘leaned on my staff and worshipped’…
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