
In the hush of dawn, the garden wakes,
Dew-kissed petals, a tender embrace.
Whispers of wind through the leaves,
Natureâs hymn, a silent reprieve.
Sunlight dances on emerald ground,
Shadows play, without a sound.
Blooms of red, yellow, and blue,
A painterâs dream in every hue.
The fragrance of roses fills the air,
Butterflies flutter without a care.
A tranquil pond, a mirrored sky,
Reflects the beauty, where dreams lie.
Come, wander through this sacred space,
Find peace in natureâs gentle grace.
In every corner, lifeâs quiet art,
The gardenâs song, it soothes the heart.