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.

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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.

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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.

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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.