Eternal Triumph
Reflection
Beneath the golden embrace of twilight's glow,
Three figures rise, silhouetted in time's flow.
Horses, their hooves poised, as if caught in flight,
Flags unfurl, bearing the weight of might.
The air is charged with stories untold,
Of battles fought, of victories bold.
Each rider, a guardian of history's flame,
A symbol of courage, a timeless name.
The sky, a canvas of amber and gray,
Whispers of days long passed away.
Yet here, in this moment, they stand tall,
A beacon of strength, a legacy call.
For in their gaze, we see our own dreams,
Of striving, of hope, of unyielding streams.
This monument, a mirror to our souls,
Reflects the journey, the trials, the goals.
So let us rise, with hearts unafraid,
To claim our path, where shadows have faded.
For in the light of their eternal gaze,
We find the strength to conquer our days.