Gold egg lies upon the sand,
Circled by a golden band
Of flesh and blood and living bone
Humming in a deepened tone.
Dragons from all time and place
Fly above; draconis grace.
Eyes spin faster, quickened pace
All converge upon this place.
The egg wobbles, it rolls clear
All attention focused here.
Cracks are forming, the shards fall.
From above, hear the call
Of triumphant dragonkind.
People here are of one mind.
Royal, new, out of place
Golden wings made of lace.
New life walks upon the earth
With this brand new gold queen's birth.