Hunting through the woods she would go
She would look at the animals as she heard the river flow
In the night, she hunted,
all kinds of animals –birds who flew or cats who grunted
As quiet as the night, she moved all around the green forest,
And stared at the sun while at rest
The unusual heat made her whole body shiver
Hypnotized by the bright light,
She slowly let down her quiver
The fire of the sun went inside her soul
Her eyes brightened with amber and her body had flown
She once again went into the night,
But now animals saw her with fright
No longer the silent huntress
Now a creature of fire and an immortal goddess
Instead of running, the animals bowed down
The birds took a bark and crafted a crown
The bears build a throne for her of black wood
The lions by her, on their four legs they stood
The moon shone as she was coronated
She turned into a new woman as she incinerated
She sat on the throne with her arms rested on the side
She had now become the Fire in the Night.
-Grisha. S
Dec 1, 2020
Dec 1, 2020 at 5:41 AM UTC
Hunting through the woods she would go
She would look at the animals as she heard the river flow
In the night, she hunted,
all kinds of animals –birds who flew or cats who grunted
As quiet as the night, she moved all around the green forest,
And stared at the sun while at rest
The unusual heat made her whole body shiver
Hypnotized by the bright light,
She slowly let down her quiver
The fire of the sun went inside her soul
Her eyes brightened with amber and her body had flown
She once again went into the night,
But now animals saw her with fright
No longer the silent huntress
Now a creature of fire and an immortal goddess
Instead of running, the animals bowed down
The birds took a bark and crafted a crown
The bears build a throne for her of black wood
The lions by her, on their four legs they stood
The moon shone as she was coronated
She turned into a new woman as she incinerated
She sat on the throne with her arms rested on the side
She had now become the Fire in the Night.
-Grisha. S
