Eternal Vigil
Reflection
Beneath the arch of time, where shadows dance,
A figure stands, a sentinel of grace.
Her gaze, a mirror of the universe,
Reflects the whispers of the infinite.
The purple haze, a veil of mystery,
Envelops her in hues of twilight's embrace.
Her robes, a testament to timeless wisdom,
Speak of journeys through the realms of thought.
The grid above, a web of destiny,
Traps the light, yet lets her spirit soar.
She stands as a beacon, unyielding,
Guiding souls through the labyrinth of life.
In her presence, the world feels small,
A fleeting moment in the grand design.
Her quiet strength, a reminder of what we are,
A spark of eternity, forever alive.
Embrace the journey, for in her gaze,
You see the reflection of your own soul's light.