In the cadence of the morning light,
A melody whispers through the trees,
Each note a gentle breath of life,
Dancing softly with the breeze.
The rhythm of the bustling streets,
Echoes the heartbeat of the day,
A symphony of countless feet,
In perfect harmony and sway.
As twilight paints the sky with hues,
A lullaby of stars unfolds,
The universe in tranquil muse,
A silent story softly told.
In the music of the soul we find,
The essence of our fleeting time,
A song of life, both bold and kind,
A timeless, ever-changing rhyme.