In the hush of the morning’s embrace,
The peacock stands in regal grace.
Feathers unfurl like a painter’s dream,
A tapestry of hues, a living stream.

Beneath the azure sky, it sways,
In a dance that enchants and plays.
Each step a whisper, each turn a song,
In a world where colors truly belong.

The sun’s golden kiss ignites the scene,
A symphony of light on emerald green.
Eyes of sapphire gaze with knowing,
As beauty in silence is ever growing.

In nature’s gallery, it finds its place,
A creature of elegance, poise, and grace.
The peacock’s tale is one of wonder,
A vivid dance that pulls us under.