In the gentle dawn, the earth awakens,
Veils of mist embrace the hills,
Whispering secrets of olden times,
As the world unfurls its tranquil thrills.
Rivers dance with a silver gleam,
Guiding tales of distant lands,
Each ripple a note in natureâs symphony,
Composed by unseen, gentle hands.
Forests hum with a vibrant life,
Leaves murmur under the sun’s soft glow,
Roots entwine in a silent embrace,
In this realm where time flows slow.
Night descends with a velvet hush,
Stars whisper dreams to the sleeping earth,
Wrapped in a blanket of cosmic light,
Breathing hope and endless rebirth.