Ethereal Solitude

Beneath the vast expanse of sky, where whispers of the sea entwine, A figure sits, cloaked in white, a vision serene and divine. The waves, a symphony of grace, crash softly, a rhythmic sigh, While shadows stretch and dance, as if time itself would lie. Her gaze, a mirror of the soul, reflects the boundless blue, A quiet strength, a silent plea, for peace and understanding true. The wind, a gentle hand, caresses her hair, a fleeting touch, As if to remind her of the world's embrace, its endless reach. The sand, a canvas of time, bears the marks of her presence, A fleeting moment, yet eternal, in the heart's deep essence. The light, a soft embrace, casts her in a halo of grace, A beacon of hope, a symbol of the soul's sacred space. Oh, viewer, see yourself in her, for in her eyes, you'll find, A reflection of your own journey, a path both wide and kind. Let her stillness guide your soul, let her silence be your song, For in her solitude, the world's true beauty is reborn, strong.