Silent Majesty
Reflection
In the quiet embrace of shadows, a soul stands tall,
Its fur a cascade of white, a crown of celestial light.
Eyes that pierce the veil of time, unyielding, unafraid,
A mirror to the depths of our own untamed and sacred shade.
The fur, a testament to nature's artistry, whispers tales of old,
Of forests deep and mountains bold, where whispers of the wild unfold.
Its gaze, a portal to the unknown, a bridge between the seen and unseen,
A reminder that in stillness lies the power to transform, to dream, to be seen.
Oh, silent one, you hold the key to realms beyond our grasp,
A symbol of resilience, a beacon in the dark.
In your presence, we find our own strength, our own grace,
A mirror to our journey, a path to our own silent, sacred space.