Garden of Life

I wanted to write a poem that captures the continual joy and renewal and the mindfulness Springtime inspires.

In the garden of life,  where springtime blooms,
We need the azure skies and sun-kissed rooms,
A chorus of birdsong fills the air,
As tulips sway with grace and flair.

Beneath the canopy of emerald green,
A world of wonders waiting to be seen, 
Bunnies hop with joyous glee,
Embracing each moment, wild and free.

With mindful hearts and souls of aglow,
We dance to nature's rhythmic flow,
Inhaling the fragrance of blossoms bright,
Embracing the dawn’s soft, golden light.

New Beginnings whisper on the breeze,
As we wander through the forest of trees,
Each breath a reminder of life's sweet refrain,
Awakening joy in every vein.

So let us reveal in the sacred space,
Where time slows down and worries erase,
For in the realm of mindfulness divine,
Happiness blooms like the springtime vine.

With bunnies, birds, and tulips fair,
We greet each moment with love and care,
And in the Symphony of nature’s song,
We find peace for which we long. 

So let us cherish each new day,
As springtime blossoms and its own sweet way,
With mindfulness as our guiding light,
With journey onward, ever bright.

In The Garden of Life,  where dreams take flight,
We celebrate each moment, pure and bright,
For in the dance of bunnies, words, and tulips dear,
We find the magic of springtime ever near.