In the gentle hush of morning light,
A symphony of peace takes flight,
Through rustling leaves and waking streams,
A world adorned in tranquil dreams.

The sky, a canvas vast and wide,
Embraces clouds that softly glide,
While whispers of the cool, calm breeze,
Sing peace to all with graceful ease.

Beneath the shade of ancient trees,
Time slows its pace, and worries cease,
As nature’s balm, both pure and true,
Renews the spirit, fresh and new.

In every heart, a spark of grace,
A silent vow in sacred space,
To carry peace where’er we roam,
And find in love, our truest home.