In sunlit gardens where the breezes play,
The air feels pure, a balm for weary souls,
Soft whispers tell of health restored, a day
In peace, where time in gentle currents rolls.
Amidst the hills, where morning\'s light cascades,
A spa secluded, nestled in the green,
Each breath a cure, each moment sweetly fades
The past\'s fatigue, as nature\'s grace is seen.
Tranquil the waters, mirror of the sky,
Reflecting hopes that flourish and expand,
In this serene embrace, the spirits fly,
Renewed by earth\'s kind touch, its healing hand.
Here, hearts revive, and minds find solace deep,
In salubrious realms where shadows sleep.