Contemplations

Staring up into the sky,
The thoughts of millions on my mind;
Since my ascension I have felt no rest,
The thoughts of the past are like sweet lullabies,
Of times gone, of times best.

Up above my star burns furiously,
Never failing to peak my curiosity.
With a smile adorning my face,
I reach out to the object to which I am akin,
Similarly never at halt;
Bathing its light upon my skin.

Its duty is to never dim,
So as to give inspiration;
To bring out the one within.
Cherishing the moment of the inevitable last breath,
It will engulf the world in a glorious death.
It knows its virtue and so do I,
Continue on the beaten path I must,
Until I eventually perish;
Wither to dust.

Looking down, dimness pertaining; sorrow entertaining.
It seems the facts of life are almost always quite grim,
Never quite failing to tug at ones heartstrings;
Singing the song of the sweet sorrow within.

I must gather my mind,
For I fear that I may lose my composure,
Wallow in a swamp of thoughts like that,
Surely I will be eventually swallowed up.
Cannot let my thoughts fray; temper fade away.
To the present task I must attend,
Lest I become hollow;
The troubles of the kingdom never amend.

So I reach out far and wide,
Seemingly no limits to the tendrils of my mind;
Find the ones that cause me grief,
Hold them tight, love them deep,
Knowing their life is all too brief,
Few of them I shall ever meet.

They rival the lights of Luna's sky,
A life never just 'passes by',
Always seen by my sister and I,
Never easy when they fade and die.

A tear rolling down from my eye,
Regrets a millennia gone by,
Reflecting the sins of my dear subjects,
For them I will never neglect;
Always forgive and never forget.

I want to help them oh so much;
Yet they push me away,
Don't I love them enough?
Claiming I'm aloof and never 'in touch',
For the demanding citizenry there is never enough.

In their greed is never what they need,
Almost as if it's their own happiness they want to impede.
Always screaming "I want it now!"
When will they realise that true peace comes from within;
Not from superficial deeds...

How can I convince them to change their ways?
I just hope my example is enough;
Good will may sway.

Perhaps I'm just generalising here,
Admittedly it's only the 'elite's' behaviour that I truly fear.
'Common' ponies like my Faithful Student,
Whose will is strong,
Without hint of hubris.

Her friends as well,
Such an inspiration...
Surely they show the best of us,
Through every trial;
Through every situation.

Forever tenacious, they stay strong together,
Never apart, bound though heart.
Whiling away every type of weather;
Surely they will be friends forever.

Yes, I shouldn't let my thoughts bog me down,
The doubt I should not let hound,
I will venture forth,
Through the light and dark,
Protect my subjects I must.
I shall not squander, bastardise;
Misuse their sacred trust.

Audio cover of this chapter by BigMacDavis is here, big thanks to him for this, fantastic work; fantastic guy.