In the quiet of the night, I hear a whisper, A gentle call from the heavens above, It speaks of…
In the whisper of the morning breeze, And the golden hue of the setting sun, God’s creation sings in perfect…
In the quiet hum of a clock’s steady beat, Numbers whisper secrets, profound and sweet. From zero’s void to infinity’s…
In the quiet dawn, the hands awaken, Sculpting dreams from the misty morn, They weave the tapestry of the day,…
The sky adorned with hues so bright, A canvas painted with pure delight, Stars that twinkle in the night, A…
In the silence before dawn’s first light, The cosmos whispers secrets old and deep, Stars weave tales through the endless…