Veiled Serenity

Beneath the veil of blue, a soul so deep, A gaze that pierces through the veil of sleep. Eyes like the ocean, calm yet vast and wide, A silent whisper of the heart's true side. The fabric wraps her in a tender shroud, A shield of mystery, a cloak of cloud. Her presence lingers, soft yet unconfined, A beacon in the storm, a guiding mind. In her stillness, time seems to stand still, A moment frozen, yet eternally full. Her eyes, the windows to her inner light, A mirror of the soul, both day and night. She is the keeper of the silent vow, The guardian of the heart's true glow. Through her, we see the beauty of the veil, A symbol of strength, a timeless tale. For in her gaze, we find our own reflection, A mirror of our dreams, our hopes, our direction. She is the muse, the guide, the silent sage, A beacon of serenity, a timeless page.