In the quiet dawn, the world awakes,
A gentle breeze whispers through the trees,
Nature’s symphony begins, a dance of time,
Where every leaf and petal has its rhyme.

Spring’s tender touch, a painter’s delight,
Colors bloom with life, vibrant and bright,
The earth renews, in hues of green and gold,
Stories of rebirth, silently told.

Summer’s embrace, warm and bold,
Days stretch long, with tales of old,
The sun’s golden kiss on fields and streams,
Awakens life, and weaves our dreams.

Autumn whispers, with a gentle sigh,
Leaves cascade, beneath a fading sky,
A tapestry of change, in crimson and rust,
Nature’s lullaby, in her we trust.