Eternal Bloom
Reflection
In the embrace of shadows, where light dares to tread,
A figure emerges, adorned in the language of red.
Roses, vibrant and bold, weave a crown of defiance,
A silent testament to the strength of the human soul.
The darkness cradles her, yet she stands unyielding,
A beacon of beauty in the void's unyielding grip.
The petals whisper secrets of love and resilience,
Each thorn a story of scars turned into emblems.
Her gaze, a mirror reflecting the depths of our own,
A soul that dances between the known and unknown.
The roses, her armor, her crown, her eternal bloom,
A symbol of life's enduring, unyielding bloom.
In her presence, we find our own strength to rise,
To bloom in the shadows, to conquer the skies.
For in her, we see the power of the human spirit,
A testament to life's eternal, unyielding merit.