Eternal Bloom
Reflection
In the embrace of crimson petals, a soul ascends,
A symphony of shadows and light, where beauty transcends.
The rose, a timeless muse, whispers secrets untold,
Of love, of loss, of the eternal soul.
Her eyes, closed in serenity, yet alive with grace,
A mirror to the viewer, a reflection of their own face.
The darkness cradles her, a canvas of the unknown,
Where dreams and reality intertwine, a journey begun.
Each petal a memory, each thorn a scar,
Together they weave a tapestry of who we are.
In this stillness, a storm of emotions stirs,
A reminder that beauty often hides in tears.
For in the heart of the rose, life and death entwine,
A cycle of renewal, a promise of time.
So let this image be a mirror to your soul,
A reminder that beauty is found in every whole.