Orchard Serenity

Beneath the boughs of golden fruit, they rest, Two souls entwined in quiet, timeless grace. The oranges, like suns, their faces light, A tapestry of warmth, a sacred place. Their robes of earth and fire, a silent vow, To nature's rhythm, to the passing day. The children below, like seeds of hope, explore, While dreams of harvests dance in their embrace. The sky, a canvas of soft, whispering clouds, Reflects the peace that lingers in their eyes. A moment frozen, yet forever flows, A timeless tale of love and paradise. For in this orchard, where the seasons meet, The heart finds solace, and the soul takes flight. A story of connection, deep and sweet, Where earth and sky, in harmony, unite.