Floral Incarnation
Reflection
Beneath the veil of petals, a soul blooms anew,
A canvas of crimson and gold, where dreams take root.
Her gaze, a mirror of the cosmos, reflects the infinite,
A silent symphony of life, where stillness meets the pulse of time.
The roses, her crown, whisper secrets of the earth,
Each petal a testament to the fleeting beauty of being.
Her form, a vessel of transformation, cradled by the embrace of nature,
A testament to the eternal dance between decay and rebirth.
In her eyes, the viewer finds their own reflection,
A mirror of their own journey, a path of self-discovery.
The flowers, her armor and her crown, speak of resilience,
A reminder that beauty is born from the soil of vulnerability.
This is not just a portrait, but a portal to the soul,
Where the viewer becomes the subject, and the subject becomes the viewer.
A tapestry of life, woven with threads of hope and longing,
A call to embrace the transient beauty of existence.