The poem is about the gentle awakening of nature at dawn, the soft whispers of the morning breeze, the first light of the sun, and the serene beauty of a new day beginning.

When morning dew adorns the leaves,
And whispers of the dawn begin,
The world awakes from slumber’s hold,
In gentle light, a day to weave.

The sun’s first rays caress the earth,
A tender touch, a silent glow,
In waking dreams, the flowers bloom,
And nature’s song begins to grow.

The breeze so soft, a lover’s sigh,
Through branches green, it dances free,
With every breath, a promise made,
Of hope and peace, in harmony.

In morning’s light, the world is new,
A canvas fresh, with hues so bright,
Each day a gift, a chance to start,
To find our way, in dawn’s pure light.