a golden crown
hers melts all others
with softest touch
the mother of mothers
and pierces the dark
knowing each heart
Queen Hulena shines
she flows through trees
and comforts the cold
her altar the hearth
where wisdom is told
and pierces the dark
knowing each heart
Queen Hulena reigns
her hair is afire
her heart is the heat
her hands to inspire
ignorance to defeat
and pierces the dark
knowing each heart
Queen Hulena calls
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