In the stillness of the morning light,
A gentle breeze whispers through the trees,
Painting dreams in hues soft and bright,
Life unfolds with subtle ease.
Golden rays dance upon the field,
Embracing shadows with a tender grace,
Hearts open, wounds begin to heal,
In this tranquil, sacred space.
The laughter of children fills the air,
A melody of innocence and joy,
Each moment cherished, a treasure rare,
In the simplicity we employ.
As twilight descends, stars ignite the sky,
Whispering secrets of the universe,
In these moments, time gently flies,
We find our place, our souls immerse.