Eternal Bloom
Reflection
In the embrace of shadows, a soul ascends,
A canvas of silence where whispers reside.
Red roses, vibrant and bold, crown her head,
A testament to life's enduring grace and pride.
Her gaze is upward, a journey to the heavens,
A silent plea for the stars to hear her call.
The darkness cradles her, yet she stands unyielding,
A beacon of strength in the void's embrace.
Her lips, painted in crimson, speak of passion,
A language of love that transcends time's grasp.
The roses, a symbol of beauty and decay,
Remind us of life's fleeting, yet eternal, sway.
This is not just a portrait, but a mirror,
Reflecting the soul's journey, its trials and its fire.
In her eyes, we see our own reflections,
A reminder that beauty is found in the rise.
Eternal Bloom, a name that echoes,
A symbol of hope in the heart's darkest hours.