In the silent womb of the night,
Stars weave a tapestry of light,
Whispering tales of cosmos born,
A dance of shadows, dusk till morn.

The earth beneath in gentle sway,
Cradles dreams of a new day,
Rivers carve paths through ancient stone,
Nature’s song in every tone.

From the heart of creation’s core,
Life emerges to explore,
In every leaf, in every breath,
The cycle of life, defying death.

So let us marvel at this play,
The endless art of night and day,
For in each dawn, a promise anew,
A universe of wonders to pursue.