Never as it seems: Among the Heavens

In twilight’s glow, she stands alone, With neon wings of vibrant tone, A luminescent angel bright, Cutting through the silent night.

Her wings of light, electric hues, Paint the sky with radiant blues, In every beat, a story sings, Of freedom found in neon wings.

Amidst the dark, she soars above, A beacon of strength, of hope, of love, Her glowing feathers spread and wide, A dazzling spirit, undenied.