Blue Serenity

In twilight's hush, where petals unfold, A maiden's gentle form, a story told. With eyes closed, she cradles her heart, A blue bird's presence, a soul to start. The flowers, a canvas, soft and fair, In hues of blue and pink, a gentle air. The bird's wings spread, a protective might, A symbol of peace, in the silent night. The maiden's hair, a dark, rich shade, A contrast to the softness she's displayed. In this serene scene, we find our peace, A world where love and calm release. The artist's brush, a masterful guide, Through the realms of dreams, where hearts reside. In blue and pink, a harmony we find, A reflection of the beauty left behind.