Rebel's Solace
Reflection
In rugged landscapes, she finds her strength,
A warrior's heart, with beauty at length.
Her eyes, a piercing blue, like skies after rain,
Reflect the turmoil, the peace she'll obtain.
With gun in hand and spirit bold,
She stands against the world's cold.
Her attire, a mix of grace and might,
A symbol of the battles she fights.
The rocky terrain, a testament to her will,
A place where she can be still.
The paint-splattered fabric, a canvas of her soul,
A reflection of the chaos, she makes whole.
In this moment, she's free and untamed,
A spirit wild, with a heart that's not ashamed.
Her beauty is not just skin-deep, but a flame,
That burns within, a guiding light, a beacon in the dark, a source of strength and fame.