Caged Serenity
Reflection
Through the fractured glass, a soul whispers,
A woman's gaze, a mirror of the sea.
Her hands, like silent prayers, reach out,
To touch the freedom that lies just beyond.
The grid of iron bars, a metaphor for time,
Traps her spirit yet allows her to dream.
The ocean's breath, a soothing balm,
Whispers of escape, of breaking free.
Her eyes, a canvas of emotion,
Hold the weight of worlds unseen.
The floral scarf, a vibrant echo,
Of life's beauty, even in confinement.
This image is not just a portrait,
But a mirror reflecting our own chains.
For who among us does not feel,
The pull of the open horizon,
The yearning for a life unbound?
In her stillness, we find our voice,
In her gaze, our own reflection.
For in every heart, there lies a sea,
And in every soul, the will to be free.