A meadow stretches wide, Flowers bow to the soft breeze, Nature’s colors blend, Creating a masterpiece alive.
Busy bees hum softly, Pollinating dreams with gold, Life teems in every stalk, A tapestry of being whole.
- Władysław Broniewski
A meadow stretches wide, Flowers bow to the soft breeze, Nature’s colors blend, Creating a masterpiece alive.
Busy bees hum softly, Pollinating dreams with gold, Life teems in every stalk, A tapestry of being whole.