Candlelit Solitude
Reflection
In the embrace of shadows, where whispers of light dance,
A figure stands, cloaked in the embrace of night.
Her gaze, a mirror of the soul, reflects the world unseen,
A silent witness to the echoes of time's stream.
The candles flicker, their flames a testament to her grace,
A beacon in the darkness, a symbol of her place.
Her form, a canvas of mystery, painted with hues of green,
A tapestry of emotion, where every thread is keen.
She stands as a sentinel, guarding secrets untold,
Her presence a reminder of the beauty that unfolds.
In her eyes, the universe is cradled, a story untold,
A journey of transformation, where the heart is bold.
For in her gaze, we see ourselves, reflected and true,
A mirror of our dreams, our fears, and our view.
She beckons us to the shadows, to explore the unknown,
To find within ourselves the strength to carry on.
Candlelit Solitude, a poem of the soul,
A timeless reminder that we are all whole.