In the gentle whisper of the morning breeze,
Lies the secret of beauty untamed,
A dance of light through emerald leaves,
An eternal song that remains unnamed.

The golden hues of dawn’s first light,
Paint the sky in a symphony of grace,
A canvas of dreams, pure and bright,
Where time itself seems to lose its place.

In the stillness of the midnight hour,
Stars like diamonds adorn the night,
Each twinkle a testament to beauty’s power,
A celestial ballet, a breathtaking sight.

The ocean waves, in their endless dance,
Whisper tales of ancient days,
Their beauty a mesmerizing trance,
A reminder of nature’s timeless ways.