"Thrice we called and you all have finally answered. " she said with a smile.
Reaching towards each and every one of us with her hands on our faces one by one.
"Union of third group is special out of the second and first."
Eventually she came to me I was last in the row and I saw beauty.
Truly no one could stand to the air and beauty she had.
Every God and Goddess I've seen so far of a glance appear...
Striking gorgeous in every way
To be face to face with one was an honor to me.
"Beauty, my child....lies within you and everyone here as well. " She said
"Each and everyone of you have gone through deep trails that you were willing to sacrifice you lives you had"
Gracefully she walked back to where she entered the surface and turned her back on us for one moment.
Intercepting of the scaly dress with the water glistens in the waves.
"Now you must know why we called out to children in the first place."
Silenced filled the atmosphere and, my ears almost popped.
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My Haven
PoetryPoems that depicts rebellious children going through a journey in the name of the Gods and Goddesses of the world. To reclaim a decision that will impact the universe the children lived in. The protagonist does not know remember who they are and ask...
