Beneath the arch of verdant shade,
Where sunlight dances, softly swayed,
The whisper of leaves in gentle breezes,
Tells tales of time and seasonsâ leases.
Flowers bloom in colors bright,
Painting fields with pure delight,
Their petals soft, a fragrant song,
In natureâs choir, they belong.
Roots delve deep in earthâs embrace,
Secure and strong, they find their place,
Through storms and sun, they persevere,
A testament to life sincere.
In gardens vast or corners small,
The plants and flowers stand tall,
A symphony of lifeâs own art,
Playing in every human heart.