Crimson Veil of Serenity
Reflection
Beneath the crimson veil, a world unfolds,
Where shadows dance and light entwines with gold.
A woman sits, her gaze both fierce and kind,
A guardian of the sacred, pure of mind.
Around her, kittens play, their paws so light,
A symbol of new life, a promise bright.
The walls around her crumble, yet she stands,
A beacon of strength in a fractured land.
Her red scarf flows like rivers of the soul,
A river of courage, a river of control.
The cats, her companions, her silent guard,
In this surreal realm, they are her ward.
The room is a canvas, a tapestry of thought,
Where reality and dreams are intertwined.
The mood is both serene and deeply profound,
A quiet revolution, a silent sound.
Oh viewer, see yourself in her eyes,
For she is you, in another guise.
Her journey is yours, her strength your own,
A tale of resilience, a tale of stone.
Let her inspire, let her guide your way,
Through shadows and light, through night and day.
For in her gaze, you'll find your own,
A crimson veil of serenity, unbroken.