Intro:
I was watching this scene of Northen lights in the exotic animation "brother bear"
.It was so enchanting and engrappling !!!Hence I sought to fuse reality and imagination to express the enigma of this trancelike state ,this dreamlike experience, which so powerfully influenced me..Hope it strikes a spark of melancholy n sublime in your heart ;D~~☆
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Right at the heart of white plenty
Stranded I stood weeping my heart empty
Soulless without solace, like a living dead
Amidst the grave solitude and silent dread.
The blind beauty unseen to my eyes,
I couldn't see the hope and light that before me lies.
The jewel shards scattered across
the northern sky
Piercing and unraveling the blindfold off my eye.
And then I saw the intoxicating beauty
And high in heaven the beckoning deity,
As suddenly the beautiful night bared her heart
From whence flurried lights in ribbons dart
And then I saw the avalanche of overflowing notes,
And how firmly with the rhythm this ensemble coped
With the performance of this orchestra unheard.
I became an audience,my heart conquered.
The colorful melody of this silent rhapsody,
Sipped in through my veins when my body and soul were fusing.
And now I felt as brave as night
To bare my heart and pour the loneliness within.
But once again lost in the abyss of doubt
I wondered if I'm stout enough to let my heart out
And as my troubled, entangled thoughts ascended,
The playful notes in a frenzy rush would descended.
Stretching warm fluttery hands out
Embracing me they swept me off the ground,
To take me into a paradise blissful
To dive into the floating ocean colorful.
Basking in this divinity I felt the blessed touch of heaven
As though my wandering soul found a safe haven.
And then comes an end to this mesmerising dream
When finally in sheer delight I brim.
As the illuminating colors disappeared into the dark folds of night
I once again found myself, liberated and light.
Desperately in this dream I reckon
And pray to God to once again to me beckon
For me to steal a glimpse of the rare aurora borealis
To immerse myself in its divine rapture and bliss.
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Aurora Borealis:
#Northern valleys # northern light #starry night
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Fantasia
PoetryA nexus of emotions, like paint mingling, become an art and with a frantic flow of words, like the mischevious flurry of notes from the unrestrained 'Fantasia', imagination lands in a world of phantasmagoria. Each stroke should deliver a gust of emo...
