Infinite Reflections
Reflection
In the halls of white, where shadows play,
A circle stands, a focal sway,
Reflections dance, a mirrored spell,
A path unfolds, where silence dwells.
The marble floor, a canvas bright,
Reflects the void, in endless night,
The stools, like sentinels of white,
Stand guard, in quiet, solemn light.
The void at the end, a mystery deep,
A portal to the unknown, we keep,
The mirrors on the walls, a story tell,
Of infinite reflections, where we dwell.
In this space, we find our inner voice,
A place of contemplation, a heartfelt choice,
To face the void, and find our way,
Through the reflections, to a brighter day.