Dust of Dreams
Reflection
In the whispering winds, she stands serene,
A canvas of strength, where stars are sown.
The dust of dreams upon her face,
A map of journeys, a celestial grace.
Her eyes, like seas, deep and wide,
Reflect the storms she has weathered with pride.
The soft kiss of the breeze on her skin,
Echoes the tales of the paths she's walked within.
With every strand of hair, a story's told,
Of resilience, of trials, of a spirit bold.
In the dance of light and shadow's play,
Lies the beauty of her inner way.
A portrait not just of a face,
But of the soul's deep, uncharted place.
Where the cosmos meets the earthly frame,
And the essence of her being is proclaimed.