The Yellow Lady

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Oh! Fire…

A dancing flame,

Shapeless

Speechless

Mesmerising

Powerful

With no beginning

And no end.

An ancient song

She sways to;

Slow, lithe, graceful,

Exuding joy,

Consuming grief –

Her immortal light

An elegant gleam.

 

Then she stops,

Perfectly still,

Imperfectly formed;

The tantalizing Queen.

Again, with poise,

She sways her hips –

Oscillating

Between confidence

And doubt;

She stretches tall

Then crouches low,

Perhaps afraid

Of what ahead lay.

 

Endurance

Courage

And nameless virtues

Carry her

Towards the end,

When the wick

Reaches the end

Of its day.

But like a ballerina,

Jumping

Dancing

Twirling,

Reaching for the sky!

She refuses to die.

A glorious end

As she grows

Taller than ever before;

Then, in the

Blink of an eye,

Smaller than ever before –

The yellow lady

With her orange aura

Diminishes

Ever so slowly

And welcomes death.

 

~Diksha

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