Sapphire Blooms

In fields of endless blue, where heavens meet the earth, Sapphire blooms unfold, kissed by the morning's birth. Rose whispers weave a song on gentle breezes' wings, A tapestry of colours, where the heart finds solace sings. Each blossom, bold and bright, a brushstroke in the light, A blush of crimson wakes against the azure's gentle might. Sunbeams, and playful dancers, chase across the fragrant scene, A field of floral grace, where beauty reigns serenely. The air, a chalice filled with sweet, intoxicating wine, A haven of perfume, where shadows cease to twine. I tread this path, a pilgrim in a wonderland so fair, Where worries drift like clouds, and beauty fills the air.