She

She is Born
The stars dazzled that night.
The moon illuminated the high seas.
The street lights glistened bright.
The surging winds blew with ease.
Welcomed her birth, baptized her breath.
Eyes looked on astounded, at this prodigy,
Who lulled a hypnotic hymn, magic hidden in her docile sheath.
Little did they know, she was nothing but a living effigy?
Infernal inside, a savant outside, she was.
Human gain, divine loss.



She learns
She seemed to ferret away from reality.
An adolescent ,moulding into what society deemed fit.
To her, social morality was nothing but choreographed banality.
Her courage backed her resolve, her faith became her grit.
She enveloped those eyes in sorrow, they'd witnessed so much.
And yet she loved her solitude, and her mother nature.
Two things no one could take away from her as such.
Prostrating before the arrival of a new day,  her dreams were yet to mature.