In the quiet dawn, where light first meets sky,
A gentle whisper of the divine draws nigh.
Through rustling leaves and rivers that glide,
Life’s celestial tapestry begins to unwind.

With every step on earth’s sacred ground,
The echoes of eternity gently resound.
In the laughter of children, in the songs of the breeze,
The melody of heaven brings the heart to ease.

Beyond the veil of stars, where mysteries reside,
The soul finds solace, where dreams abide.
In the dance of shadows, in the light of the moon,
The touch of the divine is felt, soft as a tune.

Embrace the gift of life, in all its glorious form,
For within each moment, the sacred is born.
In the tapestry of existence, woven with grace,
We find the gentle touch of God’s warm embrace.