Whispers of Freedom
Reflection
In the dance of the wind, she finds her strength,
Her hair, a wild tangle, a story to be told.
With eyes that speak of secrets and of dreams,
She stands, a vision, in monochrome themes.
The freckles on her cheeks, like stars in night,
Guide us through the journey of her inner light.
The fabric of her garment, a subtle play,
Echoes the complexity of her soul's sway.
In this moment, she is free and untamed,
A spirit wild, with a beauty unashamed.
The wind, her companion, whispers truths untold,
As she stands, a testament to the stories unfold.
With every strand of hair, a tale is spun,
Of resilience, of hope, of a journey begun.
In her gaze, a reflection of the soul's deep sea,
A mystery that beckons, inviting you to be free.