Eternal Arena
Reflection
In the heart of ancient stones, a circle stands tall,
A testament to power, to glory's fleeting call.
The Colosseum's grandeur, etched in timeless lines,
Echoes of a past where heroes once entwine.
With arches that pierce the sky like solemn prayers,
And tiers that rise, a labyrinth of stone staircases that share
The roar of crowds, the clash of gladiatorial might,
In this eternal arena, where legends take flight.
The artist's hand, a weaver of dreams and past,
Captures the essence of a monument that forever lasts.
In detailed strokes, the structure's majesty unfolds,
A chronicle of history, where stories of old are told.
In this cutaway view, the inner sanctum reveals,
A world of ancient drama, where myths and reality conceal.
The silence now, a contrast to the fervor of old,
Invites contemplation, a journey through time to unfold.