In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
Where light gently kisses the earth,
I find traces of divine grace,
A promise of renewal, a sacred birth.

Through the rustling leaves and trembling streams,
His voice echoes in the gentle breeze,
A symphony of love that softly gleams,
A melody that puts the heart at ease.

In every shadow, every gleam of light,
His presence weaves the tapestry of life,
A guiding force through day and night,
A gentle hand amidst the strife.

With every breath, a gift anew,
In His embrace, we find our rest,
His love, a constant, pure and true,
In God’s life, we are truly blessed.