A secret garden

In shadows deep, where whispers play,

A secret garden blooms away,

With ivy cloaked in emerald grace,

And sunlight dances, a warm embrace.

Petals flutter like stolen dreams,

In hues of gold and silver streams,

The air, alive with jasmine’s sigh,

Holds mysteries beneath the sky.

A cobblestone path, both worn and wise,

Leads to a realm where time complies,

Where roses lean to share their tales,

Of laughter lost in summer gales.

A fountain sings in gentle tones,

Its waters weave through ancient stones,

Reflecting wishes, soft and clear,

In this haven, all hearts draw near.

The secrets kept by tangled roots,

Whisper soft in rustling shoots,

A refuge from the world’s demand,

In every corner, life is planned.

So linger here, let worries fade,

In this enchanted, timeless glade,

Where silence speaks and souls align,

In the secret garden, forever divine.