Take my hand, walk with me. Pause for a second, what do you see? Look beyond the daisies dancing, as soft winds blow, lupines sway, entrancing. Hidden, unseen, the little blossom peeps. A piece of my heart, this bloom, it keeps. In this time, the secret hour, silence enfolds us, like petals of a flower. Observe: further, deeper. As light shifts, colourful sprigs, natures gifts. Immerse your mind, open your heart; hear the long lost language, truly see the floral art. As buds dance in the sunlight, capture this moment, hold it tight. Linger a little, but not too long. Treasure this moment; fall in love with the floral song.
