Cube (Part 3) - Mayed Al Qasimi

The Cube of Chance in his right hand
Leading the way in this dark night
Our hero having travelled far
Stops now to rest under moonlight

In his search for the brightest star
He came across a woodland sprite
Another of the magic realm
That helped his way to end the blight

It showed him through the Ose’s fog
A cursed land filled with demons
Once he moved past the deadly maze
He reached the forest of damsons

Though he has suffered on this quest
His will to live never weakens
One step forward, always forward
Throughout many changing seasons

The trees in this discovered land
Shine brightly with their silver fruit
Having had a peaceful night’s rest
He wakes to the sound of a flute

Beneath the morning dew he sees
A wood nymph that was such a beaut
It was her music that he heard
To sunrise it was a tribute

The Cube of Chance now glows and hums
He must be near the star he seeks
It can’t be a coincidence
That she was there beneath the peaks

Our hero quietly collects
His things before the wood nymph freaks
He must not let her see him lest
She disappear for countless weeks

The brightest star he seeks is here
And she will lead him to the grove
The grove where stars grow on the trees
Before they fall to skies above

So soundlessly he followed her
Past forests and a tiny cove
Through winding paths and mountain hills
If only one could colour love

The journey to this magic land
Where stars alight the forest air
Is filled with mystery and charm
And sights of beauty oh-so-rare

Imagination without bounds
And nature made for you to stare
This painting of a midnight sky
Evaporates all of despair

The wood nymph stopped before a stream
And stepped out of her dress shyly
She walked toward the smoothest bank
And stacked her things and clothes neatly

She entered the soft blue water
And summoned a golden nixie
To wash away the journey’s ache
With healing magic done briskly

Once she was dressed she took her flute
And played the warmest melody
Beyond the stream appeared a light
Within a frame that was sturdy

Our hero followed her with stealth
Into the woods that smelled mouldy
And sooner than he could but breathe
He saw a grove of stars windy

His quest to seek the brightest star
Comes to illuminated end
Once he finds what the Cube of Chance
Glows brightest for he will ascend

Before him suddenly she came
Her bravery he must commend
She smiled and pointed to a star
“In us you’ll always have a friend.”

He heard her thoughts in his calm mind
The Cube of Chance now bright and warm
He saw the brightest star fall down
And scooped it up, the strangest form

“Be safe and bring peace to the land.”
Her magic powers not the norm
He thanked her and was on his way
He could smell now the coming storm

For months he travelled with the star
Through nature and what seemed surreal
And finally he reached his land
The lady’s eyes with joy sparkle

He found the Ose later that day
The star to evil a stopple
With the light of love from the star
The sick Ose began to shrivel

As time passed by and goodness grew
His Kingdom too became so grand
That other lands with ancient song
Spread joy to all that would demand

The power of good, brightest star
Darkest evil it shall withstand
Never again shall evil rule
Peace for many centuries spanned

Golden Tree drops the sweetest fruit
Antiquity from this Jujube
Sorry to say but this concludes
The last part of the story "Cube"