Slow Fortune
Reflection
In mystic gardens, a tortoise roams free,
Carrying fate's whispers on its ancient shell.
A tray of destiny, with cards of old,
Reveals the secrets that only time can hold.
The vase of wisdom stands, a testament to the past,
As petals bloom, and stories unfold at last.
The tortoise moves with purpose, slow and grand,
A guardian of tales, in this enchanted land.
With every step, a lesson is revealed,
In the language of symbols, our hearts are healed.
The journey is long, but the path is clear,
For those who seek, the truth is always near.
In this serene and mystical scene, we find,
A reflection of our own path, intertwined with time.
The tortoise's wisdom guides us on our way,
Through the misty gardens, to a brighter day.