In the gentle dawn, a whisper bright,
Light spills softly, chasing night.
It dances on the morning dew,
Painting skies in hues anew.
Through the forest, shadows play,
Yet light finds a secret way.
It kisses leaves with golden grace,
Filling hearts with warm embrace.
Across the ocean, waves aglow,
Light reflects, a gentle show.
Guiding ships through stormy seas,
A beacon in the wild breeze.
In the quiet of the evening’s fall,
Light remains, a quiet call.
Stars ignite the vast expanse,
Leading dreams in cosmic dance.