In the Garden of Dreams

In the garden where colours bloom,

Brushstrokes dance in soft perfume.

Whispers of the leaves in flight,

Sketch the canvas of the night.

Morning dew, a crystal glaze,

Captures light in gentle haze.

Petals weave a vibrant hue,

Nature’s art, forever true.

Each dawn a fresh design unfurls,

Crafted by the wind’s soft swirls.

In this gallery of the sky,

Nature’s beauty meets the eye.