Eternal Innocence
Reflection
In the cradle of light, a soul awakens,
A tender form, a world in miniature.
The lines of life etched softly,
A canvas of dreams and endless potential.
The gaze, a mirror of the universe,
Reflects the infinite in its innocence.
Every shadow, a whisper of the unknown,
Every curve, a story yet to be told.
The hands, small and curious, reach out,
To grasp the threads of destiny.
The light, a radiant halo,
Cradles the essence of purity.
This is not just a drawing, but a journey,
A portal to the heart of creation.
In its simplicity, it speaks of hope,
Of the unblemished spirit within us all.
Let this image be a reminder,
That in the quiet of a child's eyes,
Lies the power to transform,
To heal, to dream, to believe.
For in this moment, captured in time,
We see ourselves, in our purest form,
A beacon of hope, a promise of tomorrow,
An eternal innocence, forever reborn.