Aurora's Fury
Reflection
In twisted gold, she rises, a vision of unbridled might,
With hair aflame, like sunlit threads in endless flight.
Her face, a mask of serene defiance, eyes closed in rapture,
As if the very fabric of reality is her sculpture.
The background, a vortex of dark, swirling energy,
A canvas of chaos, where her form is the only symmetry.
With every strand of her being, she embodies the wild dance,
A fusion of strength and beauty, in a delicate, golden trance.
Her outstretched arms, a call to the primal, untamed forces,
That shape the world, and bend the knee to her golden sources.
In this artwork, we find the essence of transformation, a journey,
From the darkness, to the light, where the soul finds its story.
With every glance, the viewer is drawn into her mystical realm,
Where the boundaries of reality are tested, and the spirit is made.
Aurora's fury is not just a sight, but an experience, a test,
Of the will, the heart, and the very fabric of our deepest best.