In the shadow’s veil, beauty lay concealed
Unseen by those who walk the hurried way
The moonlight whispers secrets softly sealed
While shadows dance, the night turns pale and gray

A fragile bloom awaits the dawn's embrace
Its petals cloaked in night’s cold, tender shroud
Yet beauty thrives in such a quiet place
A truth unveiled when hearts no longer cloud

With dawn, the golden rays break through the night
And beauty rises, bathed in morning’s glow
Each tear once shed reflects a prismed light
Transforming sorrow into seeds that grow

The hidden beauty, now for all revealed
Through trials past, the soul becomes annealed

Slipi, 8 January 2025. 9:08 PM