Aurora Ascending

In the heart of transformation, a figure stands tall, Bathed in the radiance of a new dawn's call. Arms outstretched, embracing the celestial fire, A conduit for the energy that aspires. The rocky ground, a canvas of ancient stone, Cracks with the power that from within is sown. Lightning-like threads weave a tale of might, As the figure channels the auroral light. In this moment, the boundaries blur and fade, Between the self and the universe's grand parade. The sky, a canvas of blue and gold, Echoes the splendor that the soul is told. To stand thus, bathed in light's pure glow, Is to embody the essence that makes us grow. In this dance of energy, we find our way, To the core of our being, where love and light sway. The mountains in the distance, a testament to time, Stand witness to the transformation's rhyme. In 'Aurora Ascending', we see the divine, A reflection of the power that is truly mine.