In fields bathed in hues of purple delight,
Where fragrant whispers dance in the moon's soft light,
Lavendah blooms, a fragrance taking flight,
An enchanting spell, a soothing sight.
Each petal delicate, like velvet spun,
A symphony of lavender, under the sun,
With every breeze, its scent is spun,
Lavendah, nature's perfumed one.
Amongst the meadows, it stands so tall,
A regal beauty, enchanting all,
The essence it holds, a gentle call,
Lavendah's charm, forever enthrall.
Its aroma, a balm for restless souls,
Calming whispers, that gently consoles,
In fragrant waves, tranquility unrolls,
Lavendah's magic, the heart extols.
Bathing in lavender's calming embrace,
A symphony of serenity, finding its place,
An enchanting elixir, a moment to chase,
Lavendah's grace, an ethereal grace.
So let yourself be carried away,
In fields of lavender, where dreams may sway,
Imbibe the serenity it conveys,
Lavendah's enchantment, a treasure to stay.
