The snow queen came back, purple feathers for her hat,
music instrument stickers and pink cashmere silk scarf
spread over a cerise Peruvian skirt draped over an ice-
blue jersey covering a white shawl and big blue jacket,
this way everything fits into her cubicle at work
Crystal tiara encircling a slender-stem computer screen,
a shimmering pink rose drifting in an ice-blue a sea of
molluscs and fishes next to a pristine white corner with
crystals & bridal roses, a sweet Charlotte Brontë sitting
in a green bower with small pink roses - framed by
Strings of beads exuding the mysticism of Indian fakirs,
a large glass glacier supporting purple fairy wings on a
printer, with a stroke of genius the snow queen drapes
the cashmere scarf over all her tea-things, much too
‘ordinaire’ for this fragile and beautiful ice castle
Glittering silver and blue in the sun; Carpe Jugulum and
Dancing Wu Li Masters vying for space on her desk, a
blue Government of Nunavut file & Cassell’s Colloquial
French completing a picture of royal bliss, elegant note-
paper “My enchanted World’ affixed with magnets
To her console supplying finishing touches; daintily
she sips herbal tea, thinking of her Tibetan friends
who taught her to send the bright golden light to
all those she loves…
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