In the morning light, a whisper soft,
Where dew-kissed petals gently sway,
Nature’s brush paints colors aloft,
As dawn unfolds the break of day.

The trees in silent grandeur stand,
Their leaves a chorus in the breeze,
A tapestry of life so grand,
With secrets sung by ancient trees.

The rivers carve their timeless song,
Through valleys rich and mountains high,
A melody where we belong,
Beneath the wide and endless sky.

In every star that lights the night,
A spark of wonder glows anew,
The universe in silent flight,
Revealing beauty’s timeless view.