The background of this image pulls together a cityscape, some watch innards, and a peach-colored rose along with vintage illustrations of women from several time periods (you can find them hanging out near the edges). The title text is nestled in a mandala someone was nice enough to put in the public domain.
The poem this line is lifted from is sitting in some level of development hell. Hopefully I’ll remember to update this page with a link when everything is sorted.
