Eyes of the Eternal

In the quiet embrace of golden light, a soul is reborn. The eyes, twin mirrors of the cosmos, gaze upon the viewer with an ancient wisdom. They speak of journeys untold, of secrets whispered by the wind. The figure, cloaked in mystery, stands as a sentinel of time, a bridge between the seen and the unseen. The grasses sway, not with the breeze, but with the rhythm of the heart's own beat. Here, in this sacred space, the viewer is invited to look within, to find the eyes that see beyond the veil. For in this moment, the eternal and the fleeting are one, and the soul is free to soar.