Ethereal Veil
Reflection
Beneath the veil of lace, a soul ascends,
A whisper of time, a dream deferred.
Her gaze, a mirror of the infinite,
A silent plea for the world to see.
The threads of fate weave through her form,
A tapestry of grace and quiet power.
Her crown of flowers, a fleeting bloom,
A symbol of beauty, both fragile and true.
In her stillness, the world finds pause,
A moment suspended, a breath held.
Her presence, a reminder of what we seek,
A timeless elegance, a soul's embrace.
Through her eyes, we see ourselves reflected,
In her serenity, we find our peace.
A beacon of strength, a whisper of hope,
In the ethereal veil, we are reborn.