Rose Serenade

In the quiet of the moment, she finds her strength, A rose-adorned beauty, bathed in gentle light's length. Her eyes closed, a serene smile graces her face, As if the world's chaos fades into a peaceful space. The red rose in her hair, a symbol of passion's fire, A contrast to the calm that her soul aspires. The stained glass window, a kaleidoscope of hues, Casts a kaleidoscope of colors, as her spirit renews. In this serene tableau, she is a work of art, A masterpiece of elegance, a gentle heart. The soft light dancing on her skin so fair, Illuminates the beauty that lies within, beyond compare. Her presence is a balm, soothing the soul's deep pain, A reminder of the beauty that remains, a love that sustains. In her stillness, we find our own peaceful nest, A refuge from life's storms, where love is the guest.