Whispers of Eternity
Reflection
In the embrace of golden dreams, she rests, a canvas of timelessness.
Her eyes, closed in repose, hold the secrets of a thousand sunsets.
The warmth of her hair, like autumn leaves, cradles her soul in a tender embrace.
Her dress, a tapestry of earth and fire, speaks of the eternal dance between light and shadow.
The swirls of her surroundings mirror the currents of her thoughts, a river of consciousness flowing through the ages.
She is the keeper of silent stories, the guardian of dreams yet to be born.
In her stillness, we find our own reflection, a mirror of our deepest longings and the quiet power of being.
Her presence is a reminder that in the quiet of our hearts, we too are eternal.