In the mirror, the face speaks
the gleam that begins to crack
a shadow slowly dives
into the silence of time
We turn away
but chaos still lurks
like a rose in silence
hiding its thorns
Behind the petals
lies a hidden wound
a fractured smile
whispers a secret
The gleam fades
reminding us of impermanence
that beauty and pain
always walk together
Light is not always peaceful
but within it
wisdom is found
and tranquility only blooms
from acceptance