In the garden where silence blooms,
Petals whisper secrets to the dawn,
Each flower a keeper of ancient looms,
Weaving tales of night and morn.
The sun’s embrace, a gentle touch,
Colors awaken in vibrant dance,
Nature speaks in hues that clutch,
Hearts with beauty at first glance.
Beneath the sky, a tapestry bright,
Blossoms sway in the tender breeze,
Whispers of love in the softest light,
A symphony that never cease.
In the quiet, a story unfolds,
Of life and dreams in fragrant air,
Petals hold truths untold,
In the garden, beyond compare.