Enigma

For me the sovereign bends the knee.
But honour me, and you I’ll serve.
In ways in which you cannot see,
In ways I deem you to deserve.

I am the voice you can’t ignore
that tugs you from your dreaming state.
I am the thing that won’t be seen
until I strike and it’s too late.

Engage me on your terms and ways,
Invisible you are to me!
But catch my vibe and I will play
A game of lark or mortal glee.