Blossoms of Eternity
Reflection
In the embrace of shadows, where light dares to tread,
A visage emerges, adorned with crimson's sacred thread.
Roses bloom, not just upon her brow, but in her soul,
A testament to beauty, both fierce and whole.
Her gaze is closed, yet her presence speaks volumes,
A silent symphony of strength and dreams.
The darkness cradles her, yet she stands unyielding,
A beacon of resilience, a soul unyielding.
The red roses, vibrant and alive,
Symbolize passion, love, and the fire of life.
They are not just flowers, but a crown of power,
A declaration of her enduring hour.
In this portrait, we see not just her face,
But a mirror reflecting our own grace.
For in her stillness, we find our own strength,
And in her beauty, our own heart's length.
Let this image be a reminder, dear viewer,
That in the depths of darkness, beauty ever perseveres.
May you wear your own crown of roses, bold and true,
And let your spirit bloom, as eternally as you.