Majesty Poem by Nancy Ames

Her eyes are kind and warm
and they see clear through you.
The light after a storm
is golden, then it's blue.

She wears ordinary shoes
and walks toward the morning.
She can smile or she can choose
to give another warning.

Reason's rose has perfect blooms,
with petals clean and white.
Castles have so many rooms
but go outside to fight.

Land is never bought or sold;
the sun can never set.
Time and history will unfold
and what you grab you get.