Veiled Eternity
Reflection
In the folds of time, a soul is cloaked,
A shadowed visage, yet a light that beckons.
The gray shroud whispers tales of the past,
Each crease a memory, each thread a story untold.
Eyes that pierce through the veil of mystery,
Guiding the lost, yet forever alone.
The beard, a testament to the trials of life,
A rugged path etched in the contours of time.
This is not just a face, but a mirror,
Reflecting the depths of our own souls.
The light that dances upon the shroud,
A beacon of hope in the darkest of nights.
Let this image be your guide,
A reminder of the strength within you.
For in every veil, there lies a truth,
And in every truth, a path to eternity.