Of all I have seen,
She holds the scene,
Sure and serene,
Still as a dragonfly,
Whose wings defy vision to hold her there,
The effortless grace of a swan,
Floating it seems,
Whose feet move swiftly below her, unseen,
The May queen,
Truth and desire,
Between spring and summer,
Ice and fire,
On the cusp yet determinedly placed,
She is the may queen,
She holds the tension,
Tenuous, tenacious, tentative,
She feeds spring into summer,
She slows springs departure,
And she may,
For it is she,
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