In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
Beauty unfurls her gentle wings,
She paints the sky with hues of gold,
And in her presence, the world sings.

In the fragile petals of a rose,
Her elegance silently resides,
Each bloom a testament of grace,
As nature in her splendor abides.

Underneath the starry velvet night,
Beauty shimmers in cosmic glow,
A tapestry of endless light,
In the heavens’ endless show.

In every heart, a spark of wonder,
A reflection of the beauty we behold,
A dance of life, a timeless thunder,
In beauty’s arms, we are consoled.