In the garden where dreams are sown,
Whispers of the wind gently blown,
Petals bloom in colors bright,
Dancing softly in the light.

Beneath the canopy of emerald green,
A tranquil haven, serene, unseen,
Birds sing melodies, sweet and clear,
Nature’s symphony, drawing near.

Paths of pebbles, winding and free,
Leading to secrets beneath the tree,
A world of wonder in every leaf,
A place where hearts find relief.

As twilight casts its golden hue,
The garden whispers, calling you,
In its embrace, find peace anew,
In every sunrise, dreams come true.