Lavender Fields

As the sun begins to rise
And the sky is painted pink and gold,
The lavender fields come alive
With a beauty that never grows old.
The soft fragrance fills the air
As the dew on the petals glisten,
And the world seems to slow and care
About nothing but the present moment.
The gentle breeze carries a tune
As the flowers sway in harmony,
And the world feels peaceful and immune
To the chaos and the agony.
In this moment of pure bliss,
All worries and fears seem to fade,
And the lavender fields, in their midst,
Remind us that beauty can never be betrayed.
So let us bask in this morning light
And let the lavender fields guide our way,
For in this moment, everything feels right
And the world is full of promise and grace.