In the quiet dawn, the world awakens,
A songbird’s trill, a serenade so pure,
Melodies of morning, softly taken,
Whispering secrets, nature’s allure.
The breeze carries notes, gentle and free,
Harmonies that dance through the trees,
A choir of leaves, swaying in glee,
Singing lifeâs symphony, a moment of ease.
The river hums a tune, flowing with grace,
As sunlight kisses the earth with gold,
Natureâs chorus fills the open space,
Stories of beauty, endlessly told.
In the heart’s chamber, music resides,
An eternal song, never to fade,
Singing dreams, where hope abides,
A timeless melody, lovingly made.