Swaying in a gentle breeze, fields of grass blood red,
Soaking up the suns' rays.
Silver-leaved trees reflecting the light,
Setting the forest ablaze.
A burnt orange sky in the warm day,
And pitch black at night.
Twin suns hover miles above the ground,
And a silver moon shines brightly at twilight.
Majestic buildings, touching the sky,
Architecture so intricate and advanced.
Sitting under a large dome of glass,
A view that would leave you entranced.
An exotic and unusual range of flora and fauna,
Unique, mysterious and wild.
Animals elegantly prowling around,
Colourful blossoms with scents strong and mild.
Rivers of brown, sable and gold,
Snow-capped mountains, tips floating around the clouds.
Vast meadows of red, green and honey yellow,
Vast lakes above which mist shrouds.
The people of this planet so regal and calm,
Perfect etiquette and power beyond belief.
Watching over Time and protecting the Laws,
Moving with the grace and elegance of a falling leaf.
The Menti Celesti, three deities,
Three sisters: Time, Death and Pain.
Three maidens of Time Lord culture,
And three Champions they do claim.
The Master is Death's Champion,
His hearts are now pure ice.
The Doctor is Time's Champion,
His hearts are pure and nice.
Gallifrey was burning and falling apart,
As it was depicted in surviving art.
To save Gallifrey, the Doctor's incarnations worked together,
Gallifrey is now trapped in a bubble universe... but not forever.