Ephemeral Beauty

In the garden of love, where rose petals bloom,

Their fragrant whispers lift away the gloom.

Each delicate petal, a story untold,

A symphony of colors to behold.

But there is one petal, rare and divine,

A shimmering hue that seems to shine.

It holds a secret, a mystery deep,

A treasure that only the heart can keep.

This petal, so pure and translucent,

It sparkles like crystal in the sunlight's dance.

Its beauty ephemeral, fleeting yet bright,

A symbol of love, a beacon of light.

So cherish each moment, each petal that falls,

For in their fading beauty, a lesson calls.

To embrace the fleeting, the transient and true,

And bask in the glow of the rose's hue.