Ethereal Vigil

Beneath the arches of twilight's embrace, A figure stands, a sentinel of grace. Her gaze, a mirror of the cosmos' dance, A silent witness to the world's advancing. The purple haze, a veil of mystery, Envelops her in hues of destiny. Her robes flow like rivers of the night, A testament to timeless might. The architecture, a symphony of lines, Echoes the rhythm of her divine. Her hand, outstretched, a gesture bold, Guiding the lost, where shadows hold. In her presence, the soul finds solace, A beacon in the chaos of existence. Her form, a bridge between the seen and unseen, A guardian of dreams, a keeper of the serene. Oh, viewer, see yourself in her gaze, For in her eyes, your journey's displayed. Let her strength be your guiding light, Through the shadows of the endless night.