In the gentle arms of morning’s embrace,
The trees murmur secrets in rustling grace,
Leaves dance softly in the rising light,
Awakening dreams from the heart of night.

The river hums a lullaby so sweet,
Carving paths where earth and sky meet,
With every ripple, a story unfolds,
Of ancient journeys and tales untold.

Mountains stand proud with silent might,
Guardians of the day, watchers of night,
Cloaked in whispers of the passing breeze,
Their echoes carried across the seas.

The sun paints the horizon with golden hues,
A canvas of life, in vibrant views,
Nature’s voice, a symphony profound,
In every heartbeat, a sacred sound.