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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