Symmetric Void

In mirrored halls of white and darkened space, A reflection stares, a perfect, mirrored face, The void between, a canvas, pure and gray, A path unfolds, where symmetry holds sway. The windows, eyes, that pierce the wall, Watching, waiting, as the void enthralls, The buildings stand, a mirrored, modern shrine, A testament to geometry's design. In this still scene, a story's told, Of balance, order, young and old, A dance of light, a play of dark and light, A visual hymn, to the void's delight. The reflection whispers secrets, cold and gray, Of a world that's balanced, night and day, In this symmetric void, we find our place, A mirrored truth, in a modern, architectural space.