In the gentle embrace of a dawning light,
Where shadows dissolve into soft hues,
Peace finds its voice in the quiet of morning,
A melody sung by the awakening breeze.

Amidst the dance of rustling leaves,
Tranquility weaves through the branches,
Carrying whispers of forgotten dreams,
Cradled in the arms of ancient oaks.

Beyond the horizon, where the sky meets the sea,
Waves kiss the shore in rhythmic solace,
As the sun dips low in a golden farewell,
Painting the world in shades of calm.

In the stillness of a starlit night,
Peace breathes in the spaces between,
A gentle reminder, in the quiet,
That harmony dwells within us all.