Elizabelle the series~Mother

 
on the ladder in the onyx kingdom I take a look around
the dimension warps and wobbles
I hear a sound it is my own heartbeat
it goes fast and then quiets

I see my brood
fear has a name
his name is Adonai
I am here to learn

turning the key I am locked away...chaste of soul
predestined to be married
my husband chosen
I have visions of his fearsome face
it is of the darklings to be a fierce race

I shudder inside because I Elizabelle am quite different
like my mother before me
gentle and meek in part a member of the horde as well

my mother, altered to suit the needs of her Immortal, is and was
eons have unfolded concealed in the light she came forth
inside her heart honest
forced to hide away her true nature lest she be discovered

pure of morality
she cringes in part at his coming
until she succumbs to his charm

surprising him with her will to survive
she is evolving
we are coming on strong in the eternal strife