In the gentle whisper of the morning light,
Beauty unfolds like petals in the dawn,
A tender dance upon the fields of sight,
Where every shadow finds its place withdrawn.
The riverâs song, a melody so pure,
Reflects the sky, a canvas wide and free,
In every ripple, dreams begin to stir,
Awakening the soul, inviting peace.
The forest breathes a symphony of green,
In every leaf, a tale of life resounds,
The beauty found in natureâs quiet scene,
A timeless wonder that forever grounds.
In every heart, a spark of beauty lies,
A gentle flame that warms the coldest night,
It guides us through the dark with tender sighs,
And paints our world in hues of pure delight.