In the quiet of the morning light,
Where whispers of the dawn take flight,
I find peace in the simplest grace,
In the gentle touch of nature’s embrace.

A walk along a winding path,
Leaves rustling in a gentle bath,
Of sunlight streaming through the trees,
And the soft caress of a summer breeze.

The laughter of a child’s delight,
Stars that twinkle in the night,
A book, a song, a cup of tea,
These moments weave serenity.

In the folds of a simple life,
Far from the world’s relentless strife,
I find my soul’s true melody,
In the rhythm of simplicity.