Cubist Muse
Reflection
In fragmented beauty, she gazes beyond,
A cubist dream, where geometry entwines,
With every shard of color, a story's told,
Of a soul that sees beyond the mundane lines.
Her eyes, like windows to a deeper sea,
Reflect the fragments of a world untamed,
The brushstrokes dance, a vibrant melody,
As the artist's vision, her essence proclaims.
In this mosaic of light and shadow's play,
We find the beauty of a fragmented day,
A reflection of the self, in pieces laid,
A journey inward, where the heart is made.
With every glance, a new tale unfolds,
As the cubist muse, her spirit enfolds,
In the geometry of dreams, she finds her home,
Where art and soul, in harmony, are known.