In the garden of whispers, where colors softly speak,
Petals dance in sunlight, their secrets they do keep.
Each hue a gentle murmur, each scent a silent tale,
In the tranquil air they linger, like echoes on a trail.
Beneath the azure canopy, where breezes gently sway,
Roses blush with secrets of a long-forgotten day.
The daisies nod in agreement, their petals white and pure,
Sharing stories of the earth, of love that will endure.
The lilies in their elegance, in silence they proclaim,
A beauty that is timeless, untouched by fleeting fame.
In the shade of ancient oaks, where shadows softly blend,
They whisper to the wind, their messages to send.
So wander through this haven, where nature softly sings,
And listen to the flowers, the wisdom that they bring.
For in their gentle presence, a universe unfolds,
Where every bloom’s a chapter, and every leaf beholds.