In the silence of the morning mist, a beauty wakes,
Soft whispers of the dawn, the sunlight breaks.
A tapestry of colors, in hues so bold,
Nature’s brush strokes, a sight to behold.

The gentle sway of trees, a dance so free,
Leaves fluttering, a serene symphony.
Flowers bloom, their petals unfurl,
Each one telling a story, a secret to the world.

The mountains stand tall, guardians of the sky,
Their peaks kissing the clouds, reaching high.
Rivers carve paths, in their endless quest,
Reflecting the heavens, in their gentle unrest.

As day turns to dusk, the stars take their place,
The moonlight casting shadows, a silvery embrace.
In this tranquil moment, beauty is found,
An eternal reminder, of nature’s profound.