Blossoms of Eternity
Reflection
In the embrace of crimson petals, a soul ascends,
A canvas of shadows and light, where beauty transcends.
The rose, a symbol of love and passion, cradles her face,
A silent testament to the strength that she does not erase.
Her lips, a bold scarlet, speak of secrets untold,
A world of emotion where the heart is the sole guide.
The darkness around her whispers of mystery and grace,
A journey through time, where the past and the present embrace.
Oh, viewer, see yourself in her gaze,
For in her eyes, you will find your own tale of grace.
The roses are not just flowers, but the threads of your story,
A tapestry woven with the threads of eternity's glory.
Let her be your muse, let her be your guide,
Through the labyrinth of life, where the heart does reside.
For in the blossoms of eternity, we all find our place,
A timeless beauty that transcends the boundaries of space.