Azure Serenity

In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall, A maiden sits, her beauty beyond them all. Her hair, a cascade of midnight's darkest hue, Cascades down her back, a river anew. A dove, with feathers tinted azure bright, Perches beside her, a gentle, loving sight. Together they form a tableau of serene delight, A harmony of human and nature's gentle might. The flowers around, a soft and muted throng, In pale pink and blue, a soothing, sweet song. The leaves, a gentle rustle, as if in prayer, As if to bless this moment, beyond compare. In this still scene, a story unfolds, Of peace and tranquility, young and old. A moment's beauty, frozen in time's flight, A memory to cherish, a guiding light. The dove's soft cooing, a lullaby sweet, Echoes through the heart, a gentle treat. The maiden's presence, a balm to the soul, A reminder of serenity's gentle role.