In the quiet whisper of the dawn,
I find a gentle peace within,
Each breath a gift, a tender song,
In solitude, my heart begins.

The sun’s embrace, a warm caress,
Illuminates the path I tread,
With mindful steps, I softly bless
The ground beneath, where dreams are fed.

Gratitude flows like a river wide,
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
In every moment where I reside,
A tapestry of thanks I weave and tie.

With open eyes and open heart,
I cherish all that life bestows,
In each small act, a work of art,
In gratitude, my spirit grows.