Rose Requiem

In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her lips a vibrant testament to life's fleeting beauty. The delicate petals, like the fragility of her existence, surround her, a gentle reminder of the transience of mortal beauty. Her serene face, a canvas of peace, belies the turmoil of the world, as the roses, like guardians of her rest, watch over her. In this moment, she is one with the flowers, her spirit intertwined with their beauty, a harmony of flesh and petal, of life and death. The red roses, symbols of passion and love, embrace her, a poignant reminder of the beauty that lies in the cycle of life and death.