Curiousity Tales...

Look at her she is the Angelic brew,
Casted and creative always her mind grew,
learning and enjoying all the steps of life,
counting the times and playing the chimes,
there one day again she sailed,
on the journey of her curious trails,
trailing down the slopes,climbing up the hills,
Everything she saw gave her curious chills,
There she reached a river flowing fast,
she saw the waters running holy spa,
there she went as the eyes were thirsty,
to quench them with the experiences,
of one more curious blurty,
At the end she reached,
there were the fast waters bounty,
they went down deep, the water-falls they fell,
she looked down the end, as the angel's look at hell,
fright they sprout and thoughts starting to creep,
the mind reflects a flashy beep,
"Oh! My dear please no more you leap"
Let the curiosity seal its never closing locks.
And Open the doors where angel fly with no blocks.
There she decided to fly away from there,
Happiness she found away from her curious trails...