In the gentle embrace of morning’s hue,
Where dew-kissed petals softly bloom,
A symphony of colors takes its cue,
Awakening the world from night’s gloom.

The trees sway with a graceful might,
Their leaves a chorus, a rustling song,
Under the sun’s warm and golden light,
Nature’s orchestra, where all belong.

In fields where wildflowers dance and play,
Each blossom a note in the fragrant air,
Their beauty whispers in a sweet ballet,
A tapestry of life, beyond compare.

From towering oaks to the smallest seed,
The earth’s green heart beats with gentle power,
In every plant and flower, a story to read,
A testament to time, hour by hour.