In the hush of dawn’s gentle embrace,Swans glide with an elegance rare,Their wings whisper tales of grace,A ballet upon the mirrored air.Moonlight drapes the tranquil lake,Where shadows play in soft repose,A silent waltz they gently make,Their beauty in the stillness glows.Feathers gleam like silken dreams,Drifting through the twilight mist,In their eyes, the cosmos seams,A universe in each twist and twist.As stars fade into morning light,The swans retreat to hidden coves,Leaving echoes of their flight,In hearts where their presence roves.