The Resilient Veil
Reflection
In the shadowed lanes where time whispers low,
A figure stands, draped in a mantle of grace.
Her gaze, a mirror of the soul's unyielding glow,
A beacon in the chaos of the human race.
The cobblestones beneath her feet, worn and old,
Bear witness to the stories of the past.
Her presence, a symphony of strength untold,
A testament to the human spirit's vast.
The crowd around her, faces etched with pain,
Yet her eyes, a calm, unyielding flame.
She is the keeper of hope, the silent refrain,
A guardian of the soul's eternal game.
In her gaze, we see ourselves reflected,
A mirror of our own resilience.
Through the veil of time and strife, she's perfected,
A symbol of the human spirit's ascent.