In the gentle hush of morning’s light,
The whispers of the wind take flight.
They dance through trees with a graceful sweep,
Awakening dreams from the nightâs deep sleep.
Clouds gather in a silent embrace,
Painting the sky with a tender grace.
Raindrops fall like a soft-spoken song,
A melody where hearts belong.
The sun breaks free from its cloudy shroud,
Casting warmth on the waiting crowd.
Nature rejoices in the golden glow,
As life begins its gentle flow.
Evening descends with a calming sigh,
Stars emerge in the velvet sky.
The weatherâs tale, a timeless rhyme,
A dance of seasons, endless time.