Auroral Ascension

In the realm of the divine, a figure stands tall, With arms outstretched, embracing the radiant call. The rocky pinnacle, a throne of earthly might, Becomes a conduit for the celestial light. The aura, a swirling vortex of golden glow, Unfurls like petals of a flower, as the spirit begins to grow. The energy courses through, a river of fire, Illuminating the path, and the soul's highest desire. In this moment, the boundaries blur and fade, As the individual merges with the cosmic shade. The light dances, a mesmerizing display, A symphony of energy, in perfect harmony at play. With every step, a new creation unfolds, A dance between the human and the divine, young and old. The figure stands, a beacon of hope and might, A shining testament to the power of the human light.