In the dance of dawn, shadows play,
Whispering tales of yesterday.
A world unseen, yet always near,
Awaits the eye that dares to peer.

Through windows wide, where dreams unfold,
Colors change from gray to gold.
Each step we take, a new design,
Threads of thought in patterns fine.

Mountains rise and rivers bend,
As time weaves stories without end.
The heart’s lens shifts with gentle grace,
Unveiling truths we long to trace.

In every glance, a world anew,
Infinite views in skies of blue.
Perspective dances, ever free,
A tapestry of what we see.