Fragmented Soul

In the mosaic of her face, a story unfolds, A tapestry of fragments, young and old. Each piece a memory, a moment in time, A glimpse into the depths of her mind. Her eyes, like windows to the soul, Reflect the beauty and the pain she's known. The collage of her being, a work of art, A masterpiece that beats with a gentle heart. In the chaos of her thoughts, she finds peace, A sense of self, a world to cease. From the shards of her past, she's made whole, A phoenix risen, with a spirit bold. Her gaze, a window to the infinite, A reflection of the beauty within, so divine. In the fragments of her face, we see, A reflection of our own humanity.