Eternal Arena
Reflection
In the heart of the city, a colosseum stands tall,
A testament to history, beyond them all.
Its ancient stones, a story unfold,
Of gladiators, heroes, and tales of old.
The modern field, a stage for new dreams,
Where athletes clash, and champions beam.
The lights ablaze, like a fiery glow,
Illuminate the night, as the crowd's roar grows.
In this fusion of past and present time,
The arena lives, a symbol sublime.
A bridge between eras, it stands with pride,
A monument to human spirit, side by side.
As dusk descends, and the day is done,
The colosseum shines, like the morning sun.
A beacon in the night, it lights the way,
For those who seek, to seize the day.