Floral Incarnation

Beneath the veil of petals, a soul ascends, A canvas of colors where dreams transcend. Orange and gold, a symphony of light, A woman adorned, a vision of flight. Her gaze, a mirror reflecting the world, A silent witness to every unfurled. Her crown of blooms, a crown of grace, A testament to nature's sacred embrace. The dress she wears, a tapestry of leaves, A whisper of life, where time conceives. Her presence, a force, both bold and serene, A beacon of beauty, a vision unseen. In her eyes, the universe is held, A story untold, yet deeply felt. She stands as a bridge, between earth and sky, A symbol of life, eternally alive. For in her form, we see ourselves, A reflection of dreams, a mirror of souls. Through her, we rise, in colors so bright, A journey of transformation, a path of light.