Golden Vigilance
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall,
A guardian watches, steadfast through it all.
With feathers white as snow, and gold as sun,
It stands, a sentinel, its vigil just begun.
Its eyes, like darkest jewels, shine so bright,
Reflecting depths of wisdom, and a gentle might.
The leaves around, a rustling, golden sea,
Echo the soft whispers of serenity.
In this still moment, time itself stands still,
As the bird's presence fills the heart with peace and will.
A symbol of hope, in a world that's oft astray,
It reminds us to stay grounded, come what may.
With every glance, our spirits start to soar,
And in its beauty, we find a peace we adore.
For in the wild heart of this wondrous sight,
Lies a reflection of our own inner light.