Veiled Elegy
Reflection
Beneath the veil of blue, a soul is cloaked,
A silent witness to the world's unspoken truths.
Her eyes, like mirrors of the stormy skies,
Reflect the weight of burdens, yet unspoken cries.
The rain, a metaphor for tears, cascades down,
Each drop a memory, each streak a frown.
Her gaze, a portal to the depths of time,
Where secrets linger, where the heart does rhyme.
The blue shroud whispers tales of mystery,
A shield against the world's intrusive eyes.
Yet, in her eyes, a spark of defiance glows,
A beacon of strength, where shadows pose.
This portrait speaks of resilience, of grace,
Of inner strength beneath a fragile face.
It calls to you, dear viewer, to embrace
The storms of life, to find your own embrace.
For in her eyes, you see your own reflection,
A mirror of your journey, your direction.
Let this image be a talisman, a guide,
To walk through rain, yet rise with pride.