Scarlet Enigma

In the depths of crimson, a mystery unfolds, A tale of strength and beauty, young and bold. The red cloak wraps around, a shield of might, Protecting the soul, a beacon in the night. Her eyes, like windows, to the heart's deep core, Reveal a story, of trials and more. The fabric flows, like a river's stream, As she stands, a vision, in a dream. The artist's brush, has captured her essence, In a dance of light, and shadow's gentle caress. A portrait of courage, in the face of the unknown, A symbol of hope, in a world overthrown. The red headscarf, a symbol of her inner fire, A flame that burns, with a passion that aspires. To rise above, to conquer and to be free, A true embodiment, of the human spirit's glee.