Soft spring buds burst open like fireworks, and the sweet melody from the birds awakens me.

Blossom gracefully falls like a ballerina in the sky. 

The sun beats down like a drum, sunlight softly kisses my warm cheek.

 

The lilac bloom fragrance dances up my nose propelling me into a world of peace. 

If you are so quiet, you can hear the blossom hum. 

Meditating in a field of flowers, listening to them murmur to each other.

 

As I walk through the field of pastel flowers to a river,

the river glistens in the sun like gold paint on a canvas.

The river flows like a silver ribbon, 

The blazing hot sun reflects on the water, and I can see it smile.

 

The Aquamarine blanket covers the sky, 

and shades of pink form in the vault of heaven. 

The clouds slowly drift through the sky like fluffy cotton balls. 

The canvas looks like a sunset.

 

The sun slowly goes to sleep along the horizon. 

The sky rolls out onto the sunset of gold, covering the sleeping sun. 

The moon rises to dance the night away 

and leave the sun to sleep peacefully on the canvas.