Rose Requiem

In the stillness, a woman's face, a canvas of serenity, adorned with roses, symbols of love and loss. The red blooms, a fiery halo, entwined with her hair, a dance of passion and beauty. Her eyes, closed, as if in reverie, or perhaps in sorrow, her lips, a subtle smile, a whispered secret. The light, a gentle caress, illuminates her skin, a soft, ethereal glow. The roses, a poignant reminder, of the fleeting nature of life, and the beauty that remains. In this moment, she is free, unencumbered by the weight of the world, her spirit, a gentle breeze, that rustles the petals, and whispers truths, to those who listen.