Eternal Enigma
Reflection
In the heart of shadows, where whispers of gold entwine,
A mirror of secrets, a portal of time.
FORUMILA MLAVORORO, a name that echoes,
A riddle of elegance, a tale untold.
The quilted embrace, a comfort of dreams,
A sanctuary where the soul can retreat.
The golden frame, a crown of mystery,
A testament to the art of the unseen.
Candles flicker, casting shadows of thought,
A dance of light and dark, a silent pact.
The viewer becomes the subject, the observer,
In this mirror, a reflection of their own heart.
The mood is dramatic, the air is thick,
A symphony of textures, a visual trick.
The gold and black, a timeless duet,
A call to the soul, a journey to meet.
For in this frame, the world is suspended,
A moment frozen, yet forever extended.
The viewer is invited, to ponder and see,
What lies within, the truth of thee.