In the garden of dreams, flowers bloom with abandon, their petals unfurling stories, kissed by the dawn’s first light.

Fragrant scents waft through the air, weaving a tapestry of color, as bees hum softly, gathering the sweetness of life.

Every leaf is a lover, embracing the gentle caress of the wind, as butterflies flutter like thoughts, dancing in the warmth of the day.

• Ayi Kwei Armah