Eyes of the Infinite
Reflection
In the gaze of the Infinite, a soul stirs,
A mirror of the cosmos, where time converges.
The golden orbs, a portal to the unknown,
Whisper secrets of the universe, yet unspoken.
Fur like clouds, soft and ethereal,
Cradles a being of profound, celestial.
The red mark, a symbol of destiny,
Guides the viewer through the labyrinth of mystery.
This creature, neither man nor beast,
A bridge between the seen and the unseen.
Its eyes, windows to the soul's deepest fears,
Invite us to explore, to shed our tears.
In its presence, we find our own reflection,
A journey of self-discovery, a revelation.
The Infinite calls, and we must heed,
For in its gaze, we find what we need.
Let the eyes of the Infinite be your guide,
Through the labyrinth of life, where truth resides.