Amidst the lavender fields where dreams reside,
The gentle breeze carries tales of time,
Whispering secrets through the leaves,
In the heart of France, where nature weaves.

Golden sunflowers dance in the morning light,
Their faces turned to the warmth above,
A tapestry of colors, bold and bright,
Embracing the essence of life and love.

Rivers flow with a tranquil grace,
Reflecting skies of azure blue,
In their depths, the stories trace,
Of ancient lands and morning dew.

Mountains rise in majestic might,
Guardians of the land they hold,
In their shadow, the world feels right,
A testament of nature’s gold.