Lost in the Storm: Portrait of Solitude

In solitude's snowy embrace she stands, A figure etched 'gainst winter's shifting sands, A woman's dance with the storm she braves, Lost in the chaos, yet her heart craves. The swirling winds whisper secrets untold, A story of love, of loss, of hearts grown cold, Her hair entwined in a frenzied waltz, The snowstorm her partner, in unspoken faults. Her eyes, they glisten, like stars in the night, Forlorn and distant, yet beacons of light, She gazes upon the endless expanse, And in that moment, she dares to dance. Her footsteps echo on the frosted ground, Each step a memory, a moment unwound, The snowflakes catch in the palm of her hand, A moment of peace, in a storm...View all