In the stillness of morning light,
Where whispers of dreams softly fade,
Cool breezes carry the night,
Into a serene, unhurried parade.

Steps echo on dew-kissed grass,
As time slows its relentless pace,
Moments linger, effortlessly they pass,
In this calm and quiet space.

Under skies of endless blue,
Where clouds drift in gentle dance,
Life unfolds, simple and true,
In the rhythm of a timeless trance.

With each breath, a peaceful sigh,
The world spins in gentle grace,
In cool life, we learn to fly,
Finding our own sacred place.