Ethereal Veil
Reflection
Beneath the veil of crimson threads, a soul unfurls,
A gaze that pierces through the veil of time and world.
Eyes like sapphire pools, a mirror of the sky,
Reflecting dreams and whispers of eternity.
The texture of her skin, a canvas of the past,
Where stories linger, etched in every line and trace.
Her lips, a silent hymn, a hymn unsung,
A voice that echoes through the ages, strong.
The veil, a symbol, a shield, a sacred shroud,
Hides yet reveals, a mystery profound.
In her eyes, the universe conspires,
A silent plea, a timeless desire.
Oh, viewer, see yourself in her, in her gaze,
For in her eyes, your own reflection stays.
Let her be your guide, your beacon, your light,
Through the veils of life, through the shadows of night.
For in her, we find the essence of being,
The eternal flame, the unyielding seeing.
A soul so vast, so deep, so true,
A beacon of hope, a whisper of you.