Beneath the veil of Kiara Lie one thousand mysteries The wonders of the earth And those sagely epiphanies And her eyes are a miracle: Virgins giving birth Psalms becoming lyrical Does she hide beneath her veil The Night of Majesty? More holy than one thousand months A pair of crescent moons In shape of rosy wreath Join to fight the light Of her starry teeth Her Night of Majesty Solitude from tragedy Surely it must be! What other veil Adorns such poetry And hides such wealth beneath? Makes the mountains dance And the seas recede? Angels and Spirit descend Makes the does prance And the lions concede At the permit of that holy glance! And her nose ridge Be that holy bridge Uniting Night With miracle The glories That reign above And the grandeur That rules below Joined in betrothal So ethereal What is the Night of Majesty? It be her cloths of caramel Woven smoothly Betwixt her earthly wonders Seventy thousand veils Of light and darkness Hidden beneath her veil Like a kingdom Hiding beneath the sea Yes like a kingdom Beneath the sea Reflecting all You hoped for it to be Her Night within a Night Delivered me to Mukashafa: I am that I am!