The Veiled Gaze
Reflection
Beneath the crimson veil, a world unfolds,
A single eye, a portal to the soul.
Its gaze, both piercing and serene,
A silent witness to the unseen.
The landscape fades, a backdrop to the frame,
Where nature's calm meets the surreal's domain.
The eye, a beacon in the void,
A symbol of the unseen, the unexplored.
The red curtain, a shield of mystery,
Hides depths that time cannot destroy.
The eye, a mirror of our inner light,
A reminder of the infinite sight.
In its reflection, we see ourselves,
Our dreams, our fears, our hidden shelves.
The veil, a metaphor for what lies within,
A journey of the soul, a path to begin.
This gaze, both intimate and vast,
A timeless truth, a sacred past.
It calls to us, a silent plea,
To look within, to set us free.