Dual Awakening
Reflection
In the gallery of the soul, two masks stand tall,
Each a testament to the beauty that lies within and beyond them all.
Crafted from fragments, a mosaic of the self,
They reveal the complexity, the depths to explore, the stories to tell.
The feathers that crown them, a symbol of freedom and might,
Echo the whispers of the ancients, a call to take flight.
Their faces, a map of the journey, etched with lines of time,
A topography of experience, a narrative that's both personal and divine.
In their eyes, a window to the soul, a glimpse of what's real,
A reflection of the beauty, the pain, and the strength that we all feel.
They stand as sentinels, guardians of the inner world,
Inviting us to explore, to confront, and to unfurl.
In their presence, we're reminded of the power within,
A call to embrace our true selves, to let our spirits spin.