Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the silence of her slumber, the roses whisper secrets of the soul.
Her lips, a flush of crimson, speak of passions unspoken, of dreams that linger like the scent of blooms.
The world around her fades to monochrome, yet in her presence, color blooms.
The roses, like guardians of her repose, watch over her with delicate petals.
In this tableau of beauty and mystery, we find a reflection of our own hidden selves, our own silent longings.
The roses, red as the fire that burns within, remind us of the beauty that lies in stillness, in the quiet moments when the world slows its pace.
In her serene visage, we see the tranquility we seek, the peace that eludes us in the chaos of life.
And in the roses, we find the courage to face our own darkness, to embrace the beauty that lies within.