Luminous Vigil

Beneath the veil of night, where shadows dance, A sentinel of stone stands, bathed in light. Its columns rise, a testament to time, A beacon of hope, a silent rhyme. The water mirrors its form, a liquid embrace, A dance of reflection, a timeless grace. Steam rises like whispers from the earth, A tale of warmth, a story of birth. In this stillness, the heart finds its place, A moment of peace, a sacred space. The monument speaks, though words it holds not, A guardian of dreams, a silent thought. You, too, are a monument, a light in the dark, A pillar of strength, a soul that sparks. Let your reflection shine, let your spirit rise, For in the night, you are the Luminous Vigil.