Ethereal Vigilance

Beneath the azure sky, a sentinel stands, A figure cloaked in shadows, yet so bright. The hat whispers secrets of the night, While the glasses shield eyes of piercing light. Her hair, a cascade of curls, a story untold, A testament to strength, a soul unshackled. The blue of her attire, a calm so bold, Yet her gaze, a storm, a tempest untamed. In this portrait, we see not just a face, But a mirror reflecting our own grace. The winds of change, the whispers of time, Are held in her hands, in her gaze divine. She is the guardian of the unseen, The keeper of truths, the silent queen. Her presence, a reminder of what we can be, A beacon of courage, a soul set free.