Azure Slumber

In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall, A maiden lies, her beauty beyond them all. Her dark tresses, like the night, descend, Embracing flowers that around her bend. A blue bird perches, wings outstretched in sleep, As if guarding dreams that her soul does keep. The petals, soft as silk to touch, Dance gently, as if kissed by a lover's clutch. In this serene tableau, time stands still, As beauty and peace in harmony fulfill. The world, in slumber, finds its peaceful nest, In the heart of the maiden, love finds rest. The blue bird's presence, a symbol true, Of freedom and spirit, in dreams anew. The flowers, a crown, upon her brow, Signify the beauty, that forever will glow. In this scene, a tale of serenity's might, Unfolds, as the maiden sleeps through the night.