In the stillness of dawn’s embrace, she whispers
Her gentle touch upon the morning dew,
A dance of light across the waking earth,
Unveiling secrets in a tender hue.
Beneath the canopy of ancient trees,
Her presence lingers in the rustling leaves,
A melody of life within each breeze,
A symphony the quiet heart perceives.
The mountains wear her crown of misty dreams,
While rivers weave her stories in their flow,
She paints the sky with colors yet unseen,
A masterpiece in every sunset’s glow.
In every fleeting moment, she is found,
An echo of the stars, a gentle sigh,
Her beauty is the silence all around,
A whispering grace that never says goodbye.