In the gentle embrace of morning’s light,
Whispers of beauty dance upon the breeze,
Nature’s symphony plays a silent song,
In every leaf’s flutter, in each dawn’s gentle tease.

The river’s melody, a gentle caress,
Reflects the sky’s vast, endless grace,
Where dreams drift softly on a silver stream,
And time slows down in this enchanted place.

Mountains rise with ancient tales to tell,
Their majesty carved by time’s patient hand,
Cloaked in mist, they watch the world below,
Guardians of beauty in this wondrous land.

Starlit skies weave stories in the night,
A tapestry of light and shadow’s play,
In every corner, a hidden beauty waits,
To be discovered with each new day.