When I walk through the green paradise,
of graceful leaves softly surrounding me;
As the breezes blow like silent missives,
I hear the voices of angels calling me.

It's nearly dawn and the air is fresh,
with the scent of daffodils and violets;
There's a rainbow painting the sky above,
bringing life to this summertime event.

I'm enthralled by the beauty of it all,
filling my heart with feelings of romance;
The meadows shining like glistening emeralds.
I want to kick off my shoes and dance.

Then made comfortable by lilting whispers,
of angelic calls to life within the tepid wind;
I take my time absorbing the atmosphere,
assuring me that the world will never end.