Fractured Serenity
Reflection
A visage of calm, shattered by the trials of time,
A marble visage, cracked and worn divine.
The eyes, once bright, now dimly shine,
A reflection of the soul's deep design.
The cracks that spread, like veins on a leaf,
Tell tales of struggles, of joy and grief.
The lips, once full, now pressed in a line,
A testament to the weight of the mind.
The marble's sheen, a ghostly glow,
Illuminates the path we've yet to know.
In fractured serenity, we find our peace,
A balance between the world's wild release.
The sculpture stands, a monument to the soul,
A reminder that beauty can be made whole.
In the cracks, we find the stories untold,
Of trials and tribulations, of a heart made of gold.