“Fields of Lavender”

Fields of Lavender unfurls like a dream, with violet waves glowing beneath a sky of pink and gold. Daisies sway in the breeze like tiny dancers, and the whole scene seems to breathe— offering a quiet freedom and the pulsing rhythm of nature’s song.

FIELDS OF LAVENDER

Ohhh—
The sky’s on fire, pink and gold,
Blue breaks through, the story’s told.
Fields of lavender rise and sing,
Feel the heartbeat of everything.

Purple rivers rolling wide,
Daisies dancing side by side.
Every color lights the land,
Painted by the Maker’s hand.

Fields of lavender—lift me higher,
Set my soul in a blaze of fire.
Breathe it in, the sweetest air,
The scent of heaven everywhere.
Fields of lavender—take my hand,
Bold and free where the flowers stand.
Every moment, wild and true,
The world is shining through.

Every breath is sweet release,
Lavender carries gentle peace.
But the rhythm beats so strong,
Nature’s beauty sings along.

Fields of lavender—lift me higher,
Set my soul in a blaze of fire.
Breathe it in, the sweetest air,
The scent of heaven everywhere.
Fields of lavender—take my hand,
Bold and free where the flowers stand.
Every moment, wild and true,
The world is shining through.

Colors changing, skies collide,
Golden sunset, purple tide.
In this place I come alive,
This is where my spirit thrives!