Sisters of the Night
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
Four women stand, in mystic array,
Their forms entwined, in sacred dance,
A ritual of sisterhood, a mystic trance.
Their robes, a dark and flowing sea,
With hints of red, like secrets yet to be,
Their hair, a golden, silken stream,
That flows and winds, like a mystic dream.
Their eyes, aglow, like embers bright,
Reflect the fire, of a deeper sight,
A world of symbolism, rich and deep,
Where mystic themes, and secrets sleep.
In this, their moment, they are free,
Four women, lost, in ecstasy,
Their bond, a tie, that binds them strong,
A sisterhood, where love and mystery belong.