In the quiet dawn, the sun begins to rise,
Painting the sky with hues of gold and red,
Each ray a whisper of the earth’s embrace,
A symphony of light that fills the air.

The flowers bloom with colors bold and bright,
Petals soft, swaying in the gentle breeze,
Their fragrance like a sweet and tender kiss,
A testament to nature’s boundless grace.

The forests stand, majestic and serene,
Their leaves a canopy of emerald green,
Each tree a guardian of ancient tales,
A sanctuary for the weary soul.

And as the stars adorn the velvet night,
They twinkle like the dreams within our hearts,
Reminding us of beauty’s endless form,
A timeless dance that never fades away.