In the quiet dawn, light breaks through,
A gentle whisper, a golden hue.
Shadows retreat, as day takes flight,
Embracing the world in warmth and light.

As noon ascends, the sun stands tall,
Casting figures on every wall.
Light and dark, a timeless play,
In every beam, in every sway.

When evening falls, the light grows dim,
Shadows lengthen, the day wears thin.
Yet in the twilight’s gentle embrace,
Light and dark find their sacred place.

Night descends, the stars ignite,
Piercing through the velvet night.
Light and dark, in cosmic dance,
Forever bound in a timeless trance.