In the tender embrace of dawn’s first light,
Whispering winds weave tales of old,
The symphony of nature, soft and bright,
Unveils its secrets in hues of gold.

The rustling leaves dance with the breeze,
A gentle chorus to the rising sun,
By the river’s edge, time seems to freeze,
As beauty unfolds, the day is begun.

Mountains stand in majestic grace,
Cloaked in mist, they touch the sky,
Their echoes linger in this sacred space,
A testament to the days gone by.

As twilight descends, painting the night,
Stars sprinkle the canvas with dreams anew,
In nature’s beauty, everything feels right,
A timeless wonder, forever true.