In the garden where lilies softly bloom,
Whispers of grace fill the airy room.
Their petals dance in the gentle breeze,
A symphony of peace among the trees.
Beneath the sunâs warm, golden glow,
Lilies paint the earth with a gentle flow.
Their colors blend in a tranquil embrace,
A silent melody, a tender trace.
As dusk descends with a velvet hue,
The lilies stand, kissed by the dew.
Stars above begin to softly gleam,
While lilies dream in the moonlightâs beam.
In their quiet beauty, a story unfolds,
Of natureâs love in petals untold.
With every dawn, they rise anew,
A testament of life in colors true.