Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, a rose blooms, its beauty haunting and serene.
The woman's face, a canvas of contrasts, where light and darkness dance.
Her lips, a whispered promise, her eyes, a window to the soul.
The rose, a symbol of love and loss, a reminder of the fleeting nature of life.
As she gazes upwards, her spirit soars, untethered and free.
The darkness recedes, and in its place, a sense of peace settles.
The rose's thorns, a reminder of the beauty and the pain that come with living.
In this moment, she is one with the flower, a union of flesh and petal, of life and death.