In the silent whisper of the morning light,
A humble process begins its daily flight,
Nature’s rhythm, in secret it goes,
Where all beings, high and low, must follow.

Through winding paths and unseen ways,
Life’s simple truth in daylight plays,
A dance of sorts, a natural scheme,
In every creature’s daily dream.

With quiet patience, the earth receives,
The gift of life it gently weaves,
A cycle unbroken, an endless line,
Binding all in a design divine.

So let us laugh and find delight,
In the small acts hidden from sight,
For in this journey, we all partake,
A shared experience none can forsake.