Valentine’s Day at Oak Ray Regency-by Dr Harold Gunatillake
At Oak Ray Regency, where the hills unfold, Gatembe’s breezes whisper stories old.
Lanterns blush in shades of rose and wine, As noon drifts in with a quiet, golden shine.
Tourists gather from lands near and far, Drawn by the promise of moments that are Soft as silk and sweet as cinnamon air—
A Valentine’s lunch crafted with tender care.
Tables bloom with orchids, crimson-bright, Mirroring hearts that flutter in the light.
Laughter ripples like a gentle stream, Woven with memories lovers dream.
Ceylon spices dance in every plate,
A feast where passion and flavour resonate.
Clinking glasses echo warm delight, Celebrating love in its radiant flight.
Outside, the hills cradle the day, serene, Painting romance in every shade of green. Inside, the world feels perfectly small— Just love, good food, and the joy of it all.
At Oak Ray Regency, time seems to sway, Lingering softly on Valentine’s Day.
A haven where hearts, both young and old, Find stories waiting to be lovingly told.
By Harold Gunatillake
