In the garden where silence blooms,
A symphony of colors unfolds,
Each petal a whisper to the sun,
Dancing in the gentle embrace of dawn.

Dewdrops cling to the velvet leaves,
Reflecting the world in tiny worlds,
The fragrance of dreams fills the air,
In the tender arms of morning’s care.

Roses blush with a secret grace,
Lilies stand in elegant repose,
Orchids weave tales of distant lands,
As tulips sway in vibrant rows.

Beneath the sky’s vast tranquil dome,
Flowers tell stories without a sound,
Their beauty a fleeting, precious gift,
A reminder of life’s gentle drift.