In the gentle breath of morning light,
Awakens the soul to present sight.
The whispers of the waking dawn,
Invite the heart to carry on.
Amidst the rush of fleeting days,
A silent pause, a mindful gaze.
The world unfolds in subtle grace,
In every leaf, in every trace.
The tender touch of time stands still,
Within the calm, the spirit fills.
Each moment held, a fleeting gift,
In presence found, our spirits lift.
Embrace the now, let worries cease,
Find in the stillness, gentle peace.
A journey inward, vast and true,
In mindfulness, we are renewed.