Aurora Ascending
Reflection
In the depths of darkness, a light unfurls,
A tree of splendor, born from fragments and twirls.
A metal spine, a vessel strong and free,
Supports the blossoming form, a symphony.
With every shard, a story unfolds,
A mosaic of hues, young and old.
The wall behind, a canvas so serene,
A backdrop for the artistry unseen.
The light above, a radiant glow,
Illuminates the path, as the tree grows.
In this ascension, we find our own,
A reflection of the beauty we've sown.
The metal base, a foundation deep and wide,
Anchors the dreams, as they take their stride.
This tree of light, a symbol of our might,
A beacon in the darkness, shining bright.