Amidst the fragrant blooms, where the lilacs delight,
The world bursts with color as morning greets night;
Each petal, a poem, each stem a sweet song,
In the garden of dreams, where souls simply belong.

The perfume of blossoms wraps ‘round me like silk,
Nature’s gentle embrace, more soothing than milk;
I wander through pathways lined with golden hues,
Closer with each moment to the essence I choose.

For in this lush haven, my heart finds its rest,
In the vibrant embrace that nurtures the best;
To lose all my worries, to dance with the air,
In the beauty of Nature, I live without care.

• Marcel Proust