Ethereal Solitude

Beneath the storm's embrace, she stands alone, A figure cloaked in light, a soul unbound. The waves whisper secrets to the shore, While her gaze pierces the veil of the unknown. Her gown flows like the wind, a silent dance, A testament to grace in a world of chance. The rocks, ancient and weathered, bear witness, To her strength, her vulnerability, her persistence. The sky above is a canvas of gray, Yet her presence ignites a fiery ray. She is the embodiment of resilience, A beacon of hope in the tempest's silence. In her eyes, the universe is reflected, A mirror of dreams and a heart unreckoned. She is the keeper of time, the guardian of peace, A symbol of strength in her solitary grace. Oh, viewer, see yourself in her form, For she is you, in the storm, in the calm. Let her spirit ignite your own, And find your courage where the waves are torn.