In the gentle blush of dawn’s first light,
The world awakens in a soft embrace,
Whispers of beauty in the morning’s grace,
A symphony sung by day and night.

The petals of a rose, in silent bloom,
Unfolding stories in their quiet hue,
A dance of colors, bold and true,
A gentle promise in the sweet perfume.

The river’s song, a melody so clear,
Carving dreams in stones of ancient lore,
Reflecting skies we long to explore,
In its flow, beauty draws us near.

And as the stars adorn the velvet sky,
We find beauty in the night’s embrace,
A tranquil moment, time’s gentle pace,
In the universe’s endless sigh.