Eternal Gaze of the Infinite
Reflection
In the depths of stone, a face emerges,
A silent sentinel, eternally wise.
Its eyes, windows to the cosmos,
Gaze upon the soul, inviting reflection.
Stairways ascend, like paths to the unknown,
Each step a journey into the self.
The hollows within, mirrors of our own voids,
Echo the whispers of the universe.
Here, time stands still, yet flows endlessly,
A paradox of permanence and change.
The stone speaks, not with words, but with presence,
A reminder of the infinite within us all.
Let this gaze be your guide,
A beacon in the labyrinth of existence.
For in its eternal watch,
We find the truth of our own eternity.