Ethereal Symmetry

In the heart of a minimalist realm, where shadows dare not tread, A vision of perfect symmetry is etched upon the white. The walls, a canvas of serene repetition, stand guard, As if to shield the soul from the world's discordant chord. A pathway of gleaming tiles, a river of light, Guides the gaze to the center, where two cubes take flight. One upon the other, they rise, a testament to form, A monument to the beauty that in simplicity is born. The space, a cathedral of the modern mind, Where the essence of being is distilled and left behind. The mundane, the chaos, the noise of the outside world, Fades into the background, as the inner self is unfurled. In this sanctum of white, where light does not cast a shade, The viewer finds a mirror, a reflection of their own path displayed. A journey through the corridors of the soul, where every step is a choice, Between the light that shines within and the darkness that once was the voice.