Sacred Sisters
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall,
Two figures stand, entwined by mystic call.
Their eyes closed, in reverence deep and true,
They embody the mystique of a timeless crew.
The hieroglyphics on the golden wall,
Tell tales of secrets, only known to them all.
With veils of blue, and robes of white,
They stand as guardians, of the sacred light.
Their golden accents, like the sun's warm rays,
Illuminate the path, through mystic, ancient ways.
In this serene and contemplative space,
They find their strength, in a sacred, mystic place.
Their bond is strong, their hearts beating as one,
In harmony, they have just begun.
To unlock the secrets, of the ancient lore,
And to preserve, the mystic knowledge evermore.