A Trail of Mystery

The visitor enters with the zest of a lion
covered with soft lace
and a command of a queen in disguise
with tender boldness and imposing gentleness.

Unknown to the people in the tavern
she touches them vicariously one by one
with a soft yet lasting breeze
leaving a trail of ambiguous mystery.

Vibrations ripple through time,
like harmony in high and low timber
repeating itself at irregular intervals
hoping to resolve the mystery.

A clear light suddenly appears
laying bricks for a road of covert chivalry
treading carefully to keep a balance
between ecstasy and discovery.

A pause unexpectedly descends
like a cloud shading the sun,
an eclipse is never refuted above
but here under, hope prevails.