A poem on aura
Oh, dear aura! So bright and true,
An energy field that surrounds you.
As a rainbow of colors, it can be seen
A testament to the soul that it glean.
A golden hue for sparks of joy
And purple for spiritual employ.
Green, a symbol of new beginnings
While red denotes love and sinnings.
With every emotion, it shifts and blends
A mirror of the heart that never ends.
The aura speaks volumes without sound
Like an ethereal cloak, always around.
May you shine bright, dear aura divine
A beacon for all, like a fire in the night!
For in your presence, new hope does align
A reflection of peace, love, and might!
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