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Art Trade: Fly Away

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Art Trade for :icongladiatorromanus:


In the realm of stars and dreams,
Not everything is as it seems.
Reason and logical thought,
Are usually all for naught.
Any and everything can simply be,
As we are wont to see.

Golden girl, clad in crimson,
Sits awhile, lost in wond'rin',
A life bedecked in pallor,
She dreams of heroes, stalwart with valor.

To the sky she stares,
Lost amidst her many cares.
She hopes, nay, she yearns to know,
What lies beyond her life's rainbow.
"Can this be all? Is there not more?
Even my dreams break upon the shore."

Golden girl, clad in crimson,
Closes her eyes, lashes flit'rin',
When azure jewels open once more,
They alight upon a crystal door.
For what seems like forever,
Her hand outstretched, digits quiver.

"Have I left my life? Have I died?
Dare I spy on the other side?"
Hand on crystal, she pushes it open,
Her bright eyes bulge, her mouth agapin'.

Lady Luna, Aeon of Night,
Guarding dreams is her divine right.
Though they be ephemeral as a breath,
To some they are life and death.
Though she lives to serve her ponies,
Dreams come from all realities.
She unfurls her wings and takes to flight.
Luna looks for wrongs to right.

Azure equine, robed in night,
Long and harsh has been her flight.
Scouring minds to see the one,
Whom she can help to see the sun.

Golden girl, clad in crimson,
Stares intently, mouth wide open.
Azure equine, robed in night,
In stark contrast against the white.
The words, hard to seek,
Luna clears her throat, ready to speak:

    "Dearest Lisa, to answer your query,
    Yes you live, your slumber's temp'rary.
    Little one, tell us please,
    What worries grant thee unease?"

"Well..." Lisa started, playing with her dress,
"With your crown, ...are you a princess?"
    
    "That I am, little one,
    Darker half of the sun.
    Princess Luna is my name,
    If I knew not yours, I'd ask the same."

Golden girl, clad in crimson,
Before the diarch of a nation.
Eyes darting fro and to,
She is unsure of what to do.
"Why have I been granted audience?
Surely another could benefit from such a happenstance?"
Even in the world of dreams,
Time too can crawl it seems.

"My life is dull, void, blank.
My hopes fester, they grow rank.
Will my story stretch past the horizon,
Or will it be empty, worth simply nothing?"

Azure equine, robed in night,
Considers the small child's plight.
Why indeed has she come?
    "Lisa, Equestria is where I'm from,
    I come in dreams to aid the lost,
    It's what I do, no matter the cost.

    You live your life with such an ardor,
    Of course you find things harder.
    Life for child and for foal,
    Has but one obtainable goal.

    The end result, despite difficulty,
    Is a life of joy and glee.
    You simply as of yet are unaware
    Of the travels, and how to get there.
    Valley of sorrow, peaks of mirth,
    You don't yet know your true worth.

    Fret not young human child,
    For one day it will be worthwhile.
    Soon you will awaken,
    From your slumber you will be taken.
    You will face another day.
    But since this is but a dream,
    How would you like to fly away?"

Golden girl, clad in crimson,
In her bed she does 'waken.
Sighing heavily, she does smile
Yes, it will be worth the while.

Azure equine, robed in night,
Greets her sister, the morning light.
Though hers is the kingdom, full and whole,
It helps to have touched at least one soul.

Acrylic on canvas.
I do not own Lisa Simpson or Princess Luna.
FOX/Matt Groening and Hasbro/Lauren Faust do, respectively.

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Ride on cow girl