Queen Of Illusion Poem by Doris Dzameshie

In the quiet of dawn, when the mist hugs the shore,
The Queen takes her throne, as the wildlife adore.
Her scepter of life stirs the slumbering day,
And with a mere glance, she beckons the play.

The geese bow their heads, the turtles retreat,
In reverence to her, their gestures discreet.
The herons take flight, the ducks form a line,
All part of her court, in this kingdom benign.

Yet, this queen of illusion, a specter of lore,
Leaves truth in her wake, for those who explore.
For the Queen of Lake Lynn, with her enigmatic mirth,
Reminds us of beauty, and wonders on Earth.