Hands raised towards the cloudless sky
Waves of fiery tendrils curling around her
Ancient spells of magic and energy echoed
As the robes of her dress competed
With the glittering treetops.
From the tips of her fingers struck a flash
A stark line connecting the earth to heaven
Spreading a tangled web of bright roots
Across the rumbling dark sky
Igniting the powers of Nature.
One after another, lightning struck
Sparkling flames all around her
Red, orange, gold, and silver danced
Higher and higher to touch the void
And she smiled as the fire cleansed the sins of the humans.
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Note: Day 13 for LLightning is my most favorite part of the rainy season.
I wasn't sure which of the pictures I liked more so used both. Why don't you tell me which one suits the poem?
*Both the images are taken from Pixabay.
Like the colors that poem brings. :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
DeleteColors are my favorites.