Eternal Arena
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
The Colosseum stands, a timeless stage.
A circle of grandeur, lit by golden ray,
Echoes of history, in its ancient page.
The city's pulse, a gentle, distant hum,
As night descends, and day's last light is done.
The arena's heart, a glowing, fiery core,
Beats strong, a symbol, forever more.
A testament to dreams, to struggles and to might,
The Colosseum shines, a beacon in the night.
A place where legends rise, and heroes fall,
Where the past whispers secrets, to one and all.
In its majestic form, we find our own,
Reflections of our struggles, and our throne.
Let the Eternal Arena be a guide,
To the depths of our souls, where courage resides.