In the silent whispers of the dawn, creation begins,
A canvas of infinite wonder, painted by unseen hands.
The stars awaken, their light a symphony of dreams,
And the universe breathes, in rhythms grand.

From the depths of darkness, light finds its way,
Sculpting mountains, carving rivers, and shaping the clay.
Each sunrise a testament, each sunset a sigh,
To the artistry of creation, in the boundless sky.

The oceans dance to the moon’s gentle pull,
Waves of emotion in a celestial ballet.
Life emerges, delicate and powerful,
In the cradle of creation, night and day.

Through the cycles of birth, decay, and rebirth,
Creation’s story unfolds, a timeless play.
Every heartbeat, every breath, a note in the song,
Of the eternal symphony, where all belong.