In the heart of every dawn, a whisper so serene,
Gold threads weave through the morning’s gentle sheen.
A tapestry of light, where shadows intertwine,
Crafting tales of hope, in every golden line.

The sun’s embrace, warm and tender, pure,
Gilds the earth with promises, so sure.
In fields of gold, where dreams are sown,
Every seed of light, in brilliance, has grown.

Beneath the azure sky, where golden rivers flow,
Nature’s symphony, in hues of gold, does glow.
A dance of light, in every leaf and stream,
Echoes of eternity, in a golden dream.

In twilight’s tender hush, the golden glow remains,
Etching memories in the heart, like gentle rains.
A promise of tomorrow, in each golden ray,
Whispering to the soul, a brighter day.