In the quiet embrace of morning light,
Where shadows dance and dreams take flight,
A whisper of peace begins to rise,
Painting calm across the skies.
Beneath the canopy of ancient trees,
Where time flows gently with the breeze,
Serene rivers carve their course,
Reflecting stillness, nature’s force.
In the melody of a bird’s sweet song,
Echoes of peace linger long,
Each note a promise, soft and clear,
Filling hearts with tranquil cheer.
As stars emerge in twilight’s glow,
Peace descends, both high and low,
A silent symphony, pure and bright,
Guiding souls through the night.