Oval Sanctuary
Reflection
In the heart of the oval, a figure stands alone,
A silhouette against the light, a moment to call home.
The world outside fades, as the inner self prevails,
A sanctuary of light, where the soul never fails.
The vertical lines, a gentle, soothing hush,
A lullaby to the mind, a calming rush.
The oval's glow, a beacon in the night,
Guides the way, to a peaceful sight.
In this still space, the heart finds its voice,
A whispered truth, a heartfelt choice.
To step inside, and let the light embrace,
Is to find solace, in a sacred space.
Where the self is free, and the spirit can roam,
In the oval sanctuary, a sense of home.