From the silent depths, a whisper grows,
Crafting worlds where the first light flows.
Stars emerge, like dreams unfurled,
In the vast expanse of a newborn world.

The earth awakens with colors bright,
As mountains rise to greet the light.
Rivers carve their ancient song,
In the dance of creation, they belong.

Life takes form in gentle grace,
Filling the air with a vibrant embrace.
In fields and forests, voices sing,
Celebrating the birth of everything.

Under the watchful gaze of time,
Creation weaves its eternal rhyme.
In every heartbeat, in every breath,
Lies the essence of life and death.