Surreal Symphony
Reflection
In a realm where colors dance and shadows play,
A symphony of shapes whispers to the day.
Mushrooms rise like ancient sentinels,
Their forms a testament to nature's wills.
Skulls and bones, silent guardians of the past,
Guide us through the labyrinth of the vast.
Each piece a story, each hue a song,
A tapestry woven from the threads of wrong.
Yet here, in this vibrant, chaotic sea,
We find our truths, our freedom, and our key.
For in the chaos lies the heart's true light,
A beacon guiding us through the night.
Let these figures be your talismans,
Guiding you through life's endless mansions.
Embrace the surreal, the strange, the new,
For in transformation, we find what's true.