The Sisters' Coronet

by Fable Scroll

Sonnet 5

To lift her charges up to greater height
One desperate goddess pleads for help and time.
To prove her worth and thus be judged sublime
She summons courts and bares her work to sight.

Yet all her efforts met contempt and spite
Of pleas unheeded, like a distant chime
Her sister's stoic face betrayed in rime
As she denies the force to given right.

The goddess' callous words left her alone
Though faint appeals inscribed a gate of sound
Locked tight by pride no common passion found.
Her musings peered outside with darker tone
Until one lonely mind sat on the throne,
With guilt alone, another sov’reign crowned.