In the cradle of dawn’s gentle embrace,
Where whispers of silence softly trace,
A realm of calm begins to unfold,
A tapestry of peace, pure and bold.

Amidst the rustle of leaves that sway,
In the golden dance of the sunlit ray,
Lies a sanctuary untouched by time,
A haven where the soul can climb.

Through the quiet murmur of the stream,
In the tender glow of a moonlit dream,
The heart finds solace, free from strife,
In the gentle cadence of inner life.

As stars adorn the velvet sky,
In the stillness, the spirit learns to fly,
Embracing the echoes that softly cease,
In the boundless realm of inner peace.