Eternal Triumph

Beneath the golden embrace of twilight's glow, A statue stands, a sentinel of time's slow flow. Four steeds, their hooves poised in a dance of might, Carry a figure, a beacon of light. Her flag unfurls, a symbol of hope and pride, A testament to courage, undaunted and wide. The horses, in unison, their spirits aligned, Carry her forward, through realms unconfined. The sky, a canvas of amber and gold, Reflects the soul of a journey untold. Each shadow cast, a story of strength and grace, A reminder that we all have a place. In this moment, where stone and sky converge, We find ourselves, in the heart of the curve. A symbol of resilience, a tale of ascent, A beacon of triumph, a soul's ascent. Let this image be a mirror to your soul, A reminder that you too can rise, uncontrolled. For in the heart of every dreamer lies, The power to soar, to touch the skies.