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,
Its thorns a reminder of love's sharp, yet noble hold.
Her eyes, closed in serenity, yet alive with grace,
A canvas where dreams and reality interlace.
The monochrome palette speaks of contrasts profound,
Where darkness cradles light, and the soul is unbound.
Roses, a symbol of passion and life's fleeting bloom,
Envelop her in a dance of fragility and doom.
Each petal a story, each thorn a memory,
A testament to the duality of eternity.
In this portrait, we see not just a face, but a journey,
A reflection of our own desires and our own destiny.
The eternal bloom is not just a flower, but a state of being,
Where the heart finds solace in the embrace of the divine.
Let this image be a mirror, a guide, a talisman,
A reminder that beauty is found in the shadow and the flame.
For in the quiet of the rose, we find our own truth,
A moment of peace, a whisper of youth, a timeless rebirth.