This sculpture captures a moment of quiet musical reverie—an eternal pause between notes. The poised fingers on the lyre, the graceful twist of the torso, and the subtle downward gaze suggest a melody that continues beyond the stone. The wreath of flowers crowns the figure with poetic softness, lending the whole composition a dreamlike presence. It is both elegant and unguarded, a harmonious embodiment of sound made visible, of beauty made tactile.