Everything was new to her
Everything was a game
She was a treasure
And yet an undeserved bane
She danced rainbows
On the shore
Laughed fire
Over the wind
Chestnut hair
Tumbled down an ivory back
Round blue-ish mirrors
Rested under slender brows
She sat down by the rocks
Watched the clouds drift around
With a chestnut prison beside her
Splashed by a bit of the ocean spray
Flawless -
In every way but one -
Insatiable curiosity beckoned her
Told her to open the lid
And so
She did.
Horrors spilled out:
One-eyed monsters
By the names of Envy and Greed,
Along with fat abominations -
Gluttony and Lust - paying no heed
To Pandora's shouts
Or attempts to flee
With tremendous effort
The lid fell shut
Trapping disheartened Hope
Within wooden walls
And she, the curse from the Thunderer,
Collapsed -
Her rainbows dissolved
And fire doused
Everything was dead to her
Nothing was a game
She was a treasure
And yet an undeserved bane