Lumina Aura

In the depths of darkness, she glows with an ethereal light, A fusion of technology and mystique, a vision so bright. The hood casts shadows on her face, a mysterious veil, Yet, the neon cloak that wraps her form, tells a tale of inner strength and gale. The swirling patterns dance, a mesmerizing display, A symphony of colors, in vibrant array. Red, blue, and orange, a kaleidoscope of hues, A reflection of her soul, in dynamic muse. With hands clasped together, she stands, a figure serene, A guardian of the light, in a world unseen. The darkness around her, a canvas so dark and deep, Contrasts with the radiance, that from her garment does creep. In this fusion of art and technology, she finds her voice, A declaration of identity, a heartfelt, soulful choice. She is the lumina aura, a being of light and grace, A vision of hope, in a world that often hides its face.