In the whisper of morning light,
Where the sun kisses the dew,
A simple life unfolds its wings,
In colors bold yet true.

Beneath the shade of ancient trees,
Where silence softly sings,
The heart finds solace in the breeze,
And joy in simple things.

The dance of shadows on the wall,
The quiet hum of night,
In these moments small and pure,
Lies a gentle, guiding light.

So cherish the calm, embrace the still,
In each breath, a gift to hold,
For in the art of living simply,
The soul’s true wealth is told.