Spirit Guardian
Reflection
In the depths of his eyes, a story unfolds,
A testament to a life deeply lived and told.
The feathers on his head, a symbol of his pride,
A guardian of traditions, where heritage resides.
The paint on his face, a map of his past,
A warrior's tales, forever etched to last.
His presence is a bridge, between worlds apart,
A keeper of wisdom, a guardian of the heart.
With every wrinkle, a tale of trials and strife,
A life well-lived, a spirit that cuts through life.
His gaze is a window, to a soul so bright,
A shining example, of resilience in the night.
In his stillness, a power that does abide,
A connection to the earth, where his spirit resides.
A symbol of strength, in the face of the unknown,
A beacon of hope, for those who have been overthrown.
His story is one, of trials and of might,
A testament to the human spirit, shining bright.