Rose Serenita
Reflection
In tranquil repose, she stands against the weathered stone,
her profile a silhouette of serene abandon.
A red rose blooms in her dark, flowing mane,
a vibrant splash of color in a monochrome frame.
Her eyes are closed, her face tilted to the sky,
absorbing the light, lost in a moment's sigh.
The lace of her garment whispers delicacy,
contrasting with the boldness of the rose's decree.
In this moment, she is a vision of peace,
a fleeting beauty, a serene release.
The world fades, leaving only her gentle form,
framed by the rose, a symbol of love's warm storm.
In stillness, she finds her strength,
a quiet beauty, a rose's gentle length.