Infinite Reflections
Reflection
In a realm of mirrored halls, silhouettes roam free,
Lost in a labyrinth of glass and symmetry.
Their footsteps echo, a gentle, solemn hush,
As they traverse the expanse, in contemplative rush.
The ceiling's grid, a geometric sky,
Stretches above, a canvas of light and high.
The walls, a gentle gradient, softly gleam,
A backdrop for the figures, a serene, dreamlike theme.
Their reflections dance, a mirrored play,
A choreographed ballet, in a world of gray.
The atmosphere is calm, a stillness deep,
A sense of unity, in a space where all can meet.
In this vast, white room, they find their place,
A moment's peace, in a world of busy pace.
The image whispers secrets, of a world untold,
A realm of introspection, where stories unfold.