Serene in her quiet beauty
The raging storms run rampant
Beneath the seeming coquettish smile
Look deeply in the whipping zephyrs
Strong forceful as her ink black stare
Her silent composure a conundrum
In the aphotic backdrop
Hypogeal, One can see the flaming fires
A burning mass
Of scintillating luster
Yet stoically she sits
Perfect posture
A slight grin
Kissing her lips
Silence with the all knowing stare
~Divine