In the quiet dawn of timeless space,
Where whispers of stars begin to trace,
The gentle hum of life takes form,
In the cradle of the universe, warm.
A symphony of light and dark collides,
Crafting wonders that the heart abides,
Oceans deep with secrets untold,
Mountains rise, majestic and bold.
The artist’s hand in cosmic play,
Paints the skies with hues of day,
Every creature, every grain,
A part of this eternal chain.
In the endless dance of night and morn,
New worlds and dreams are gently born,
Creation sings its timeless song,
In the heart of all, we belong.