Eternal Guardian
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A sentinel of old stands guard today,
With eyes aglow like embers bright,
Watching over realms through endless night.
His visage worn, his spirit strong,
A testament to trials long since gone,
The weight of ages on his brow,
A story told in lines that somehow
Speak of wisdom, ancient and true,
A keeper of secrets, old and new.
His presence whispers to the soul,
Of mysteries that make us whole,
A bridge between the worlds we see,
And those unseen, yet felt by thee.
In mystic silence, he stands tall,
A guardian of the threshold's call,
Where darkness meets the light of day,
And the unknown is paved the way.