In the whisper of the morning breeze,
A dance of light through ancient trees,
Beauty sings in silent streams,
Weaving the tapestry of dreams.
The petals of the roses unfold,
Secrets of the world they hold,
Colors blend in sweet embrace,
Crafting art in time and space.
Mountains rise with majesty,
Guardians of eternity,
Their peaks kiss the sky above,
Symbols of unyielding love.
In every heart, a beauty lies,
Reflected in the endless skies,
A mirror of the soul’s own light,
Shining pure, both day and night.