Ethereal Embrace

In the quiet cradle of a forest's breath, she lies, A vision of grace where earth and water meet. Her form, a whisper of light, dances with the stream, A symphony of serenity, where time seems to retreat. Her eyes, closed in a dream, hold the secrets of the soul, A silent dialogue with the whispers of the wind. The white gown, a canvas of purity, flows like a river, A testament to the beauty that transcends the mundane. The golden light, a painter's brush, strokes her with warmth, Transforming the ordinary into the extraordinary. She is the embodiment of peace, a beacon in the chaos, A reminder that in stillness, the heart finds its way. Oh, viewer, see yourself in her reflection, For in her stillness, you may find your own. Let her be your guide, a mirror of your soul, Where the journey of transformation begins to unfold.