WILLIAMSJI MAVELI - Poetic Bliss

She is a solid true flame,
Seeking an unknown fact,
She is an untamed wildfire
Well absorbing, observing,
Breathing, swimming, drowning,
Into high depths of poetic,
Illusions, visions, inspirations.
There is a little fire that loves lights,
Her life lamp, her blossomed eyes,
She quenches, during confusing days
Her rage whips the mountains
The fires she lifts against the cloud
The smashed bow, the burning tree,
She batters down with curses loud,
Nor cares that death should be.
The fire she kindles in the soul,
the poetic mood, the rebel's thought,
she is a master in her thematic verses,
I wish to read her between the lines.
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