In the fields where lavender grows,
Whispers of purple in gentle rows,
The breeze carries scents so sweet,
Where earth and sky in solace meet.

Beneath the sun’s warm embrace,
Lavender dances with silent grace,
A violet sea under the azure sky,
Time stands still as moments fly.

In twilight’s tender, fading light,
Lavender dreams take flight,
The stars above begin to sing,
A lullaby the night will bring.

In this tranquil, fragrant sphere,
Lavender whispers for those who hear,
A symphony of peace and dreams,
In fields where lavender softly gleams.