On a spring evening in the garden

The cool wind blows

And brings on its currents the scent of the season

Rose, jasmine, lavender

A heady fragrance of new beginnings

The bees sing joy of a bountiful harvest

As they return to the hive with their feast

Breathe it in, this gift of life

Inhale the scent of flowers

And know the earth has woken again

Spreading its goodness

To the four winds