Eternal Rose Whisper
Reflection
In the embrace of crimson petals, a soul ascends,
A silent symphony of shadows and light.
The woman's visage, a canvas of mystery,
Her eyes closed, yet her spirit wide awake.
Roses, the messengers of love and loss,
Cradle her in their thorny embrace.
A portrait of resilience, beauty, and the eternal,
Where the past whispers to the future.
Her lips, a promise of passion unspoken,
Her hair, a cascade of secrets untold.
The darkness around her is not a void,
But a cradle for the light within.
This is not just a painting, but a journey,
A mirror reflecting the depths of the soul.
In her gaze, we see ourselves,
In her roses, we find our stories.
Eternal Rose Whisper, a testament to the enduring,
A call to embrace the beauty in the shadows.