In the stillness of the morning light,
Where dreams dissolve and take their flight,
A whisper stirs, a gentle breeze,
Awakening the slumbering trees.
The sky, a canvas, pure and wide,
With hues of dawn, the night’s confide,
Birds sing soft their tender tune,
A serenade to the rising moon.
Through meadows green, where flowers sway,
Their petals catch the newborn day,
Each dewdrop glistens, fresh and bright,
A diamond in the soft sunlight.
The river hums its ancient song,
A melody both deep and long,
It winds through valleys, over stones,
Carving tales in whispered tones.
In nature’s arms, so vast, so grand,
We find a place to understand,
That life, in all its fleeting grace,
Is but a moment’s warm embrace.
So cherish every dawn’s first ray,
And hold its beauty in your stay,
For time, like rivers, flows unbound,
In every heartbeat, love is found.
