In moonlit gardens, lilies bloom,
Whispering secrets in the night,
Their petals soft, a pure white plume,
Dancing gently in the light.
Elegance in every sway,
A symphony of nature’s grace,
Lilies paint the night and day,
With beauty time cannot erase.
Their fragrance fills the summer air,
A serenade for wandering hearts,
Lilies, tender and so fair,
Crafting dreams with gentle arts.
In the quiet, they stand tall,
Guardians of the starry skies,
Lilies, answering the call,
Of the moon’s soft, silver sighs.