Storm Within
Reflection
In the depths of her eyes, a tempest rages,
A reflection of the turmoil that engages,
Her soul, a canvas of contrasts, where shadows play,
And the whispers of the wind weave a gentle sway.
Her hair, a wild tangle, like the threads of fate,
That bind and free her, in an eternal state,
Of flux and transformation, where strength and grace entwine,
And the beauty of the human spirit shines divine.
With every glance, a story unfolds, a tale of strife,
And the resilience that forges a new life,
In the midst of chaos, she stands tall and strong,
A beacon of hope, where the light of courage belongs.
Her presence is a reminder that we are not alone,
In the journey of self-discovery, where we are made known,
To the depths of our own hearts, where the truth resides,
And the power to transform, our deepest selves, abides.