Whispered Solitude
Reflection
In the embrace of shadows, where candlelight dances,
A soul sits, cloaked in the embrace of night.
Her gaze, a mirror of the world's unspoken truths,
A silent witness to the passage of time.
Her hair, a cascade of golden threads,
A crown of light in the darkness that surrounds her.
Her dress, a shadow of mystery,
A canvas of secrets yet to be unveiled.
In her hands, a quiet strength,
A vessel of stories untold.
This moment, a pause in the eternal dance,
Where the heart finds solace in the stillness.
For in her eyes, we see ourselves,
Reflected in the quiet beauty of solitude.
Let her be your guide, through the labyrinth of thought,
To find the peace that lies within the embrace of night.