In the quiet dawn, light awakens the sky,
Whispering secrets of the night gone by.
It kisses the earth with a tender embrace,
Painting the world with a soft, golden grace.

Through the canopy of leaves, it gently weaves,
A tapestry of shadows, where the heart believes.
It dances on rivers, in a sparkling display,
Guiding the wanderer on their hopeful way.

As day turns to dusk, it begins to retreat,
Leaving a glow that feels bittersweet.
The stars then emerge, with their silvery light,
Promising dreams in the quiet of night.

Light is the promise of a new tomorrow,
A beacon of hope in times of sorrow.
It lives in the hearts of those who see,
The beauty in life, eternally free.