Rose Serenity
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she finds her peace,
Amidst the roses, her spirit releases.
The red blooms, a symbol of love and desire,
Enfold her, a gentle, crimson fire.
Her lips, a subtle smile, a hint of delight,
As she surrenders to the night's soft light.
The roses, a garland, woven with care,
Adorn her hair, a beauty beyond compare.
In this serene tableau, she is free,
A vision of tranquility, for you and me.
The roses, a metaphor, for life's fleeting dream,
Remind us to cherish, the beauty that's seen.
In the stillness, may we find our own peace,
And in the roses, our hearts' release.