Rose Serenade
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A vision emerges, serene and gray.
A woman's face, a canvas fair,
Adorned with roses, beyond compare.
The petals soft, the colors bright,
Dance around her, a gentle delight.
Her eyes, closed, in peaceful sleep,
As the roses' sweet fragrance they keep.
In this serene and mystic scene,
The beauty of the roses is serene.
The woman's soul, a tranquil sea,
Reflecting the beauty, wild and free.
The roses' thorns, a subtle might,
Protect the beauty, shining bright.
In this still moment, we find our peace,
A sense of calm, the world's release.
The rose serenade, a gentle hue,
Echoes the beauty, forever true.