Fragmented Soul
Reflection
In the depths of her gaze, a story unfolds,
A mosaic of memories, young and old.
Fragments of a life, like shards of glass,
Reflected in the eyes that forever pass.
A collage of emotions, a dance of pain,
A beauty born of chaos, a heart that remains.
The whispers of the past, they echo through,
In the lines that map her face, a tale or two.
With every glance, a piece of her is told,
A mosaic masterpiece, where love and loss are gold.
In the beauty of her brokenness, we find,
A reflection of our own, a heart and mind.
That in the fragments, we see the whole,
A soul that's been refined, like precious gold.
In the art of her being, we find our way,
To heal, to mend, to face another day.