Pietro's Quiet Awakening
Reflection
In the quiet cradle of dawn, a soul stirs,
A child's face, a canvas of innocence,
Lines etched with the promise of tomorrow,
Eyes that hold the universe in their gaze.
The sketch whispers of a world yet to be,
Where dreams are born and futures take flight.
Each stroke, a story untold,
A symphony of hope in monochrome.
Pietro, the name that echoes,
A beacon of purity in a world of chaos.
The artist's hand, a guide through time,
Casting light on the path of becoming.
In this portrait, we see ourselves,
In the eyes of a child, our own reflection.
A journey begins, a heart awakens,
And in this moment, we are reborn.