In the quiet moments of dawn’s embrace,
Where light kisses the earth with tender grace,
I find a symphony of silent praise,
A gentle whisper in the morning’s haze.

The rustling leaves in their dance so free,
Sing songs of gratitude, a melody,
Each note a testament to life’s sweet art,
A hymn of thanks that echoes in the heart.

The river’s flow, a graceful, endless line,
Carries with it tales of time divine,
Its gentle murmur a soothing refrain,
A reminder of the beauty found in rain.

In every shadow, every lighted space,
I see the world in its endless embrace,
A canvas painted with love’s gentle hand,
A testament to life, both simple and grand.