Elation

She grow out of chaos....

To bloom those hues that shine her bright...

Often soften her right..........................!!!! 

She withers to blossom...

Her desire to get those dream....

That can make her Smile....................!!!

In this isle 

Of the secrets....!!!

From that Chasmic Conflicts...

She Flamed...the Self..

That sprout elated.......!!!!