In the hush of dawn, where dew meets light,
The forest wakes, a gentle sight.
Leaves murmur in the soft embrace,
Of morning’s breath, natureâs lace.
Rivers meander with stories untold,
Carving paths through hills of gold.
The melody of waterâs gentle song,
Echoes where wild hearts belong.
The sky wears hues of amber and rose,
As the sun dips low, the world slows.
Shadows dance in twilightâs glow,
A silent ode to the earth below.
Stars emerge as night unfolds,
Guarding dreams and secrets old.
In the arms of nature, time stands still,
A peaceful realm, where souls refill.