As the first light kisses the sky,
A symphony of hues awakens the morn,
Gentle whispers of the night bid goodbye,
And a new day is gracefully born.

The horizon blushes in golden delight,
As shadows retreat from their nocturnal dance,
Birds serenade the birth of light,
In this morning’s tender, radiant trance.

Each ray of sun, a brushstroke inspired,
Painting dreams upon the canvas of dawn,
Nature’s beauty, forever admired,
With each new sunrise, hope is drawn.

The world awakens from its slumber deep,
Embracing the warmth of the sun’s first gleam,
A promise of dreams in the light we keep,
In the morning’s gentle, golden beam.