Markus Hamence – February 2024

In the garden where dreams unfold,
Where emerald leaves dance with sunlight’s gold,
Whispers of life in every breeze,
Where nature’s secrets rustle through the trees.

The plants, they sing their silent song,
Roots deep, they’ve been here all along,
From the tallest tree to the tiniest bloom,
In their quiet grace, they chase away gloom.

In the soil, where mysteries lie,
Where seeds awaken beneath the sky,
From ferns that sway to flowers bright,
They paint the world with colors of delight.

Oh, the plants, they sing their silent song,
Roots deep, they’ve been here all along,
From the crawling vine to the towering oak,
In their gentle strength, they quietly evoke.

Through seasons of change, they stand tall,
Through storms and droughts, they endure it all,
Their resilience a lesson for us to learn,
In their silent wisdom, we discern.

In the forest’s hush, where magic gleams,
In gardens blooming with hopes and dreams,
From the humble grass to the majestic pine,
In their quiet presence, life intertwines.

Oh, the plants, they sing their silent song,
Roots deep, they’ve been here all along,
In their steadfast growth, they teach us to thrive,
In their humble beauty, they keep our hopes alive.

So let us cherish the plants that grow,
In their gentle whispers, secrets they bestow,
For in their world, wonders abound,
In the song of plants, true beauty is found.