Azure Awakening
Reflection
In slumber, she is cradled by petals,
Soft as the whispers of dawn's first light.
A bluebird's wings, a gentle breeze,
Stirring the soul, a peaceful sight.
The flowers, a mosaic of pastel hues,
Dance around her, a delicate muse.
Her dark hair, a night sky's dark shade,
Contrasts with skin, a porcelain trade.
The bird's song, a melody so pure,
Echoes the heartbeat, a love so sure.
In this serene tableau, we find our peace,
A moment's stillness, the world's release.
As she sleeps, the world outside fades,
And in the beauty, our spirits are made.
The bluebird's flight, a symbol of the free,
Inspires the heart, a dream to be.