In the stillness of morning light,
Whispers of dawn gently unfold,
Breathing in the calm of now,
A tapestry of peace untold.
Leaves rustle in the quiet breeze,
Nature’s song in perfect tune,
Each step taken with soft intent,
Underneath the silver moon.
Thoughts drift like clouds above,
Floating past, they softly fade,
Anchored in the present’s grace,
In this moment, I am made.
Hearts align with natureâs flow,
Boundless peace in every breath,
Finding beauty in the small,
Living free from fear of death.