Eternal Flame

In the heart of the void, a soul ascends, A golden ember, a radiant seed. Branches of memory stretch, roots of the past, A symphony of life, a dance of the soul. Each leaf whispers secrets, each thorn holds a story, A tapestry woven from the threads of time. The light that illuminates, the shadow that conceals, A mirror to the self, a beacon to the lost. In this sacred space, where the ordinary becomes extraordinary, We find our reflection, our truth, our flame. For in the heart of the chaos, the stillness speaks, And in the silence, the soul finds its song.