Aurora's Requiem
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows dance and play,
A vision emerges, born of light and gray.
A maiden fair, with tresses flowing free,
Her visage a map of mystery.
Her skin, a canvas of gold, reflects the sun's last rays,
As darkness gathers, and the night's sweet peace descends.
The wind whispers secrets, and her hair flows like a river's stream,
In this, a tale of beauty, and a soul's deep dream.
The light that shines upon her face, a beacon in the night,
Guides us through life's labyrinth, to a peaceful sight.
In her, we see the beauty of the human form divine,
A work of art, a masterpiece, sublime.
The intricate details, a testament to the artist's skill,
A symphony of light and shadow, that our souls can fill.
In 'Aurora's Requiem', we find a reflection of our own soul's quest,
A journey through the darkness, to a place of inner rest.