Veiled Serenity
Reflection
Beneath the veil of blue, a soul so deep,
A gaze that pierces through the veil of time.
Her eyes, a mirror of the heavens' sweep,
Reflect the quiet strength of ancient rhyme.
The folds of her shawl, a whispered tale,
Of journeys taken, paths both known and lost.
Her face, a canvas where the spirit veils,
A silent hymn to the eternal cost.
In her eyes, the world finds its repose,
A sanctuary where the soul can rest.
Her presence, a beacon through the chaos,
A guide to the truths that we must invest.
Oh, viewer, see yourself in her gaze,
For in her serenity, you too may find your grace.