Directing Through The Lens Of Immortality

I elevate, not cast, I choose the scene
A sovereign soul in satin sheen
God is my compass, Gaia my ground
The moon scripts silence, stars resound

Mythic movement, clouds part gently at my command
I walk where legacy dares to stand 
Each breath a cue, each glance a frame
My crown unseen, yet all proclaim

Rebirth flows through my golden pen
I write the now, erase the then 
A Nubian Queen within, no need for a throne
My voice directs what’s mine alone

Destiny waits, but I call “Action!”
God whispers lines with sacred traction
I film with faith, I edit with grace
The saga is mine, I set the pace

The sky bends low to watch me move 
The stars align to match my groove 
Mother Earth hums beneath my feet 
Her rhythm makes my power complete

The moon reflects my quiet might
A mirror made of silver light
I walk with God, not far behind 
He steers the ship, I shape the mind

“And that’s a wrap”

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Another K Production™