Divine Solace

In the depths of sorrow, a figure stands tall, A beacon of hope, amidst the shadow's fall. The kneeling forms, a testament to human pain, Find solace in the presence, that remains. The sepia tones, a nostalgic hue, Echoing the past, with a story anew. The artist's strokes, a dance of light and shade, Illuminate the path, through the darkness made. The central figure, a vision of serene grace, Offers comfort, in a troubled, troubled space. The onlookers, a witness to the scene, A moment frozen, in a timeless dream. The atmosphere, thick with emotion and thought, Inviting the viewer, to a moment caught. In this poignant scene, we find our own tale, A reflection of our struggles, and our frail. Yet, in the divine solace, we find our peace, A balm for the soul, a world to cease.