Ethereal Solitude
Reflection
Beneath the vast expanse of sky, where whispers of the sea entwine,
A figure sits, cloaked in light, a soul both free and refined.
The waves, a symphony of grace, crash softly on the shore,
While she, in her stillness, holds the quiet of the hour.
Her gaze, a mirror of the horizon, reflects the endless blue,
A canvas of emotions, where the heart finds its hue.
The wind, a gentle hand, plays with her hair, a dance of time,
As she sits, a sentinel of peace, in this eternal rhyme.
The sand, a canvas of her thoughts, bears the imprint of her soul,
A journey etched in silence, where the spirit dares to roam.
The light, a golden thread, weaves through her form and mind,
A beacon of hope, where the heart finds its kind.
Oh, viewer, see yourself in her, for in her eyes, you'll find,
A reflection of your own soul, where the journey truly begins.
Let her be your guide, through the storms and the calm,
For in her solitude, lies the strength to transform.
Ethereal Solitude, a poem of the heart, a tale of the soul,
Where the wind and the waves, and the sky, all sing in unison whole.