Silent Voyage
Reflection
In the stillness of the water, three figures glide,
Their white robes a shroud, their faces obscured with pride.
The oars dip softly, a gentle, mournful sigh,
As they journey on, through the silence, they drift by.
Their red sashes a symbol, a mark of their design,
A secret kept, a mystery entwined.
The wall behind, a backdrop, a canvas so grand,
A reflection of the soul, a story to be planned.
The water's surface, a mirror to the sky,
A path unwinding, as the figures glide on by.
Their faces hidden, yet their presence so bold,
A testament to the journey, they undertake to unfold.
In this serene and contemplative scene, we find,
A reflection of our own journey, a path to unwind.