The Dress of Living Light
Too beautiful for words
The Dress of Living Light
She walks where shadows linger long
yet every step becomes a song
her gown a blaze of petal flame
a crown of beauty none can tame
The fabric breathes with hidden fire
a secret spun of pure desire
no jewel could shine, no gem compete
with this creation fierce, complete
Around her form the colours rise
they chase the dark, they paint the skies
the night itself bows down in awe
to what her radiant heart once saw
Her laughter turns the air to gold
her silence speaks what dreams have told
she wears the world, she wears the stars
she carries light through unseen scars
No mortal thread could weave her skin
her soul is stitched with fire within
and every fold that wraps her frame
becomes a torch that speaks her name
About the Creator
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