The Meadow

Upon the gentle, grassy plain,
The wildflowers dance in joy and rain;
With color bright, they sway with ease,
In harmony with every breeze.

Oh, sweet content, oh, simple grace,
In nature’s arms, our hearts find place;
The meadow blooms in joyful air,
And whispers softly: ‘Dream and dare.’

• Hartley Coleridge