Celestial Threshold
Reflection
Through the archway, where the moon hangs low,
A universe unfolds, where dreams are sown.
The tables stand in quiet, waiting still,
For whispers of the night to fill the air.
The stars, like scattered jewels, adorn the sky,
A canopy of light that never dies.
In this space, time bends, and reality blurs,
Where the mortal world meets the celestial shores.
The soft glow of candlelight dances on the floor,
A gentle reminder of what we hold dear.
Here, in this threshold, where the night takes flight,
We find ourselves, lost in the infinite.
The arch frames the cosmos, a portal wide,
Inviting us to step beyond our pride.
In this place, the soul is free to roam,
To explore the depths of the universe's home.
For in this celestial threshold, we are one,
With the stars and the moon, under the sun.
A moment suspended, where time stands still,
In the embrace of the infinite will.