Caged Horizon
Reflection
Behind bars, yet boundless in spirit, he stands.
The ocean whispers freedom, its waves a symphony of escape.
His hand reaches out, not in despair, but in defiance.
The sun casts a golden glow, a beacon of hope that dances on the water's surface.
The rocks, silent sentinels, bear witness to his unyielding will.
His gaze, sharp and unblinking, pierces the very fabric of confinement.
The sea, vast and eternal, mirrors his soul's depth.
This is not a prison, but a canvas of resilience, where the horizon is not a limit, but a promise.
He is the keeper of his own destiny, a beacon of hope in a world of chains.