The Creation of Karma Girl

There is a fragrance, there is an essence,

That is sacred to the presence, it is pure, it is free

Find the answer in a tree.

The sun was pounding brown real hot. Krista Gold required a spot a place to hide keep her cool, away from this life that felt so cruel.

Tis a broken heart that led her astray, the anguish of love was running away. Sanctuary she sought among the high leaves so was thought. She climbed with ease to escape the heat, find the breeze, watched her feet. Too caught up with love, not looking above, brow got caught within a net.

The Jet Black spider, fears the threat, digs in fangs as she hangs, all the terror this is no error, hand goes to temple to hit the prey, head left scared mark still seen today.

This is pure dread this bite on the head, all sensory feeling is that of lead, death venom takes hold, she goes into shock, begins to sway, losing control the branches give way, falling blindly with courageous dismay. Many shades of grey kind of day!

The wind arrives to find the space to break the fall in this case, the storm was forming just near by. The wind caught Krista's crash and must send her to the flash of the first lightening bolt that breaks the sky.

Mission impossible was a success!

The lightening sparked bright, lit her up like dynamite, feelings contained were the powers of white light, electric shock another to store.

Then travelled through space, allowing the thunder at a tremendous pace to follow her trace. All vibration and rumble banged her around, leaving her deep purple la tone and all power of sound. The message was listen, feel the vibe too late to turn back to late to hide.

The delay of the rain washed away all the strain, so her destiny will continue it will remain. Blue skies now appear before it turns night, still she must witness the most beautiful site. Out of the shower and into the Rainbow she did fall....

Red for all power great and small

Orange so bright adored by all

Yellow for patience and courage beyond

Green for growth forever strong

Blue keeps the mystery of all knowledge that is new

Indigo keeps hope for hearts that are true

Violet finds peace in the spot that was hot

Justice is found in the Golden Pot.

The sun left this gift for one soul alone it was up to the wind to carry it home. This golden source is energy complete to give her a mind no one can compete. A message was heard for this girls ears, it explained the universe and its fears, we can only wonder what was said by her actions and what is read.

The weight of the pot all energy contained began to bubble began to drain, Spilling out the golden source for the ocean now to take its course. A dangerous crashing waste land, relentless to be consequence of society.

In dread at the vision with control of the tide the Lunar God takes her side, From the bottom of this bed, he shakes his head, Turns her from Gold To Silver, so to Mirror Reflect she can now be a Karmic Warning for you and me...

To Be Pursued....