The morning is golden, abundant with sensual sensations to embrace;
I breathe in the aroma of the newly opened lemon flowers,
Pungent in the air their perfume, in the new day’s morning sunshine.
 
Other flowers open too, their hearts they are revealing;
As if this glorious day in harmony they are welcoming.
Here in this garden, at this moment, I wish forever of staying.
 
Listen to the birds, they sing rejoicing in living;
Part of nature’s ample wealth, eternally giving.
My soul swells with joy in the pleasure of just being.