In the garden where silence blooms,
Petals whisper secrets of dawn,
Colors dance in gentle plumes,
Where night and morning are drawn.

Roses speak of love’s own might,
Lilies sing of purity’s grace,
Sunflowers turn to seek the light,
In every blossom, a tender embrace.

Tulips sway in the breeze’s call,
Daisies laugh with the morning sun,
In their beauty, we find the all,
Nature’s art never to be outdone.

A tapestry of fragrance fills the air,
In the garden’s heart, we find our place,
With every bloom, a prayer and care,
In flowers’ world, a gentle space.