In the quiet morn where shadows flee, A gentle glow begins to weave, Through the night, the whispers tell, Of…
In the dawn’s embrace, feathers softly fall, Whispering secrets of a sky so wide, Gently they dance, heedless of it…
As the horizon whispers to the night, A gentle glow begins its rise, The sun, a painter with endless might,…
In the hush of night, when stars softly gleam, A whisper of dawn stirs the tranquil stream. Shadows retreat as…
In the morning light, Whispers of leaves softly stir, Nature’s gentle breath. Mountains stand silent, Guardians of ancient tales, Echoes…
In dawnâs gentle light, Blossoms whisper to the breezeâ Natureâs soft embrace. Rivers hum their song, Stones echo the pastâs…
In the gentle glow of dawn’s embrace, Beauty softly whispers through the air, Draped in hues that grace the waking…
In the soft embrace of dawn’s gentle light, Whispers of the morning unfold with grace, A canvas painted with hues…