Celestial Guardian

In mystic reverie, she sits serene, A vision of beauty, her spirit unseen. With eyes closed, she beholds the divine, A connection to the cosmos, so fine. Her attire, a blend of ancient lore, Echoes of a past, forever in store. The golden accents, a symbol of her might, Shine bright, like stars on a celestial night. The blue and white, a soothing hue, Reflects the tranquility, she holds true. In this digital realm, she comes alive, A guardian of secrets, a mystic's stride. With hieroglyphs above, a story unfolds, Of a world, where mysticism never grows old. Her presence, a balm, for the soul's dark night, A reminder of the beauty, in the light.