In the quiet dawn, the sun begins to rise,
Painting the sky with its golden embrace,
Gentle whispers of light dance through the skies,
Awakening the world with a tender grace.
Through leaves and branches, sunlight softly weaves,
A tapestry of warmth upon the ground,
Nature’s symphony in the gentle breeze,
A chorus of life in the light profound.
The morning sun casts shadows long and deep,
Yet fills the heart with hope and endless dreams,
Its radiant glow, a promise we shall keep,
Guiding us gently with its golden beams.
As day unfolds beneath its watchful eye,
We find our strength in its unwavering light,
The sunshine sings a melody on high,
A hymn of peace that carries through the night.