In the garden where dreams bloom bright,
A shadow whispers through the night,
It hides beneath the gentle moon,
Envyâs song, a haunting tune.
With eyes that watch the stars above,
It yearns for what it cannot love,
A silent thief in velvet guise,
Stealing joy from hopeful skies.
Hearts entwined in green embrace,
It dances in the secret space,
Where wishes fade and hopes are torn,
In envyâs grasp, dreams are reborn.
Yet through the dark, a light does gleam,
A whisper of a brighter dream,
To find the grace in what we own,
And free the heart, no envy known.