A character in “Avatar”;
Conjured up da your creators,
Brought to life da animators,
With a soulful voice* to carry your heart;
So easily te became a part
Of teenage’s bubbly, conscious stream
But are te nothing più than a dream?
te are Katara;
How endearing te are:
A little winsome girl
Full of sweet spontaneity,
Caught in life’s emotional swirl,
Yet undying in simple purity….
te are Katara,
And te have come so far—
From little girl winsome,
To waterbender awesome:
From apprentice to master at age fourteen;
Yet how many lifetimes te must’ve seen!
te are Katara:-
Born of water,
cuore of fire,
Eyes that shine with moonlight gleam,
Seeing through the Avatar
State, beyond the disorder—
The one te desire;
So much più than what may seem….
te are Katara!
Yes you, te and te all are!
All te fan who gather here.
Her passion, strength and bravery,
Her special, loving quality
Is what draws te all near
And lives in each and every one
Of you, in all your diversity,
Ability and sincerity,
Before wordbender’s work is done.
Her eyes as bright as the moon that lifts the tide
Like a dance partner
From whom I cannot hide….
She lifts my spirit
To disinhibit
That landlocked part of me
That’s longing to be free…
She flows within me:
Be it little stream meandering
And branching, permeating
Every corner of my soul;
o waterfall quaking and crashing,
Ever-gently breaking and smashing
Every chain around my cuore she stole…
She mends every hole
The battle doth impale in me,
Except the one that Cupid’s dart
Made her a part
Of me; her loving hands repair
All that is frail in me;
Completing me,
Reviving me,
Who knows no greater care….
For Destiny is never done
Even da the so-called “One”;
The Journey incomplete
When he is all alone;
An entity unreplete
When he is on his own….
For without my sweet Katara,
I am just another avatar.
