Iron Lattice Majesty
Reflection
In iron lacework, a tower ascends,
A lattice of dreams, where art transcends,
The Eiffel's grandeur, a blueprint's might,
A symphony of steel, in morning light.
The arches soar, a gentle curve,
A pathway to the heavens, we observe,
The intricate web, a masterpiece,
A testament to human ingenuity's release.
In lines and curves, a story's told,
Of Gustave Eiffel's vision, bold and cold,
A monument to progress and art,
A fusion of form, a beating heart.
The tower stands, a sentinel of old,
A guardian of dreams, where stories unfold,
In its metal lattice, a beauty lies,
A reflection of the human spirit's sighs.