In the morning light, the sun awakes,
Casting golden rays upon the dew,
Whispering warmth to the sleeping earth,
As nature stirs and life renews.
The gentle rain begins to fall,
A soothing rhythm on the leaves,
Nourishing the soil with each drop,
As clouds gather and softly weave.
The wind, a playful spirit, roams,
Dancing through the fields with grace,
Carrying whispers of distant lands,
In a timeless, endless chase.
The snow descends in silent peace,
Draping the world in purest white,
A tranquil pause in winter’s breath,
As stars twinkle in the quiet night.