Yennefer

Soul's anchored to the sun
Mind channeling the moon
She moves in waves, tornadoes
Lifts walls of light and darkness in her sleep
Shy away not from her speech, monsoon in drought,
Do not allow petty egos to instill doubt,
To tear down dreams amiss the night.

Fear not their screams for they know no better,
Incoming streams of tears wash them in the wind,
Of chaos make a boat to order thine own sting
And order make of death and life in a string
Perpetual helix, cycle of the world
Stars do die down, but their dust is never lost
Is transformed, to their own undoing
Eating universes or creating new
Bodies of mass, nebulae in vortex
She's yet again drifting, drowning
Heart caught in a metal fortress.