Eternal Colosseum
Reflection
In the heart of Rome, where time stands still,
A colosseum rises, a monument of will.
Its arches whisper tales of ancient might,
Where gladiators fought in the light of day.
The stone, weathered yet grand, tells a story,
Of empires that rose and then fell with glory.
Each curve, each shadow, a testament to time,
A silent guardian of the past sublime.
The viewer stands before it, a witness to history,
A bridge between the present and eternity.
The structure's strength, a symbol of endurance,
A beacon of resilience, a timeless splendor.
In its embrace, the soul finds solace,
A reminder that beauty transcends space.
For in the heart of this ancient stone,
Lies the eternal spirit, forever known.