Dangerous Beauty

by Harshita Das aged 12

Snow spreads a blanket over the city
A sheet of ice, spread across roofs
The crystals forming stalagmites
And white covers streets and roads

From afar, I see a dreamlike meadow
For snow filters my vision of black
Its elegance erases impurity

Yet when I go to touch it
My hand burns with the cold
It bites my face and pinches my legs
It shows the bitterness present in its beauty

The peak of the mountain is bathed in light
Green plagues the rocky terrain
Distance makes it seem pleasant
Its steep slopes are shrouded in unwavering beauty
The vines and flowers create an illusion in the mind

For if you go closer you’ll see
The thorns and poison veiling the ground
You’ll feel the red, as you touch the sharp, jagged rocks
The wild uncontrolled waterfalls, which looked like gentle streams
The bugs’ gifts, as they sting your skin
The wild viscous animals to welcome you
And the heights above which you stand

The ocean stretches beyond the horizon
Wide, and full of opportunities
The Sun glitters on the surface
It spreads out infinitely

But as I put a foot inside
I feel the merciless cold engulf my body
Waves try to push me back
Yet I ascend to touch the heart
To swim to the depths of my dreams
Salt stings and blinds my eye
As air abandons my lungs

The sunrise emits an orange glow
Greets us warmly
Streaks and stripes of yellow dominate the sky
As the Sun comes out shyly from underneath the horizon
Sending rays of hope
Shining brightly, like a goal to motivate

Yet as afternoon comes
It drops its fake façade
If you try to cross the limit
If you get too close
Or even look at the bright ball
You’ll ultimately burn

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