Hurriedly they hammered frost onto the field
and with rustling steps the queen strode
over fragile crystalline shards of silver
on the field.
And white she was, tall and proud,
her eyes resolved, her steps mightily youthful
and her smile like the light of an icy moon,
glittering.
Do you know what she said to me at the very end
before the last fight against the demons,
she said: oh how long have you been accompanying me,
thank you.
And she stepped forward onto the nowhere-field
and around her a clear song was ringing,
harp and flute and voices, combined
to victory.
And do you know how small she seemed to be,
and translucent, this figure who knew
that all she had left she would never see again,
that she was lost.
Hurriedly they hammered frost onto the field
so that the queen might lie here safely
beneath fragile crystalline shards of silver
forever.
Crystal 11/01/2001
For Stefan, Fabian, Ulrich, Karola and Irina