Scorpio Rising
By Ayushi Ghosh
That venom in her departure
stings you when it wants to sting itself.
She was born in the hour of dormiveglia
That runs between life and death.
Consciousness and Dreams.
Clouded in layers of mystery
She has spent a millennium seeking amongst the shadows.
Till she came upon a battleground
Where she must mortally combat
And the darkness has to surrender to her
Giving rise to the God within.
Evolution is the only truth for her.
Caressing her plutonian energy..
She had the dormant sun within.
One misery topples another.
And each time something dies within.
As she climbs down the endless stairs
After she's gorged upon..
She drags herself upstairs..
Through another endless journey
Of Sciamachy
And by the time she digs out
She has been stripped off
Of her insipience.. all of it.
It takes time to dive in and come back up to the surface..
She's as deep and terrifying as that Stillwater lake..
Placid yet you still can't help but wonder about the creatures hiding underneath..
Some are absolutely breathtaking
And some eerily blood curling..
They have their own battles
Sometimes the fight is quite easy and the winner is easily declared.
Sometimes the war goes on for years..
And winner is the battered, bruised and the evolved one..
The rising.
Ascending above one layer
Before clawing through another..
The rise continues through cycles..
The cycle spins through lifetimes..
And the stakes are higher each time.
The scorpion rises.
The phoenix patiently awaits.
By Ayushi Ghosh
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