Blue Rebellion
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A warrior emerges, wild and free.
Blue paint adorns her skin so fair,
A symbol of strength, beyond compare.
With axe in hand, she stands tall and proud,
Her spirit unbroken, her will avowed.
The water's edge, a mirror to her soul,
Reflects the turmoil, the fire that makes her whole.
Her eyes, like sapphires, shine bright and blue,
A deep and mysterious hue.
The forest whispers secrets, ancient and old,
As she walks the path, her story unfold.
With every step, she claims her ground,
A fierce and fearless spirit, unbound.
Her beauty is a blade, sharp and fine,
Cutting through the noise, a work divine.
In this moment, she is free and wild,
A blue rebellion, undefiled.