Eternal Vigil
Reflection
Beneath the arch of time, where shadows dance,
A figure stands, a sentinel of grace.
Her gaze, a mirror of the universe,
Reflects the whispers of the infinite.
The purple veils of twilight swirl around her,
A symphony of mystery and might.
Her robes, a testament to ancient wisdom,
Speak of journeys through the realms of light and dark.
The architecture above her, a web of steel and glass,
A bridge between the heavens and the earth.
It cradles her, yet she transcends its bounds,
A beacon of strength in the chaos of the world.
Her presence is a reminder of the eternal,
The unyielding spirit that defies decay.
In her eyes, we see our own reflection,
A call to rise, to stand, to never sway.
For she is the keeper of the sacred flame,
The guardian of the soul's eternal flame.
Through her, we find the courage to endure,
To stand tall, to face the unknown with grace.
Eternal Vigil, a poem of resilience,
A hymn to the enduring human spirit.
In her gaze, we find our own resolve,
To be the guardians of our own eternal vigil.