In the quiet whispers of the morning light,
Lies a tapestry woven with threads of grace,
Every moment, a gentle gift in flight,
Awakening the soul in its warm embrace.

The rustling leaves sing a timeless song,
Dancing with the wind in a delicate sway,
A reminder that in life’s bustling throng,
Beauty often finds the simplest way.

The laughter of friends in a sunlit room,
A melody that fills the heart with cheer,
In their presence, the flowers bloom,
Turning fleeting seconds into a treasured year.

So let us pause and truly see,
The world adorned in colors bright,
For in these moments of pure melody,
Lies the art of living, bathed in light.