In the quiet hush of morning light,
Where shadows blend with dawn’s embrace,
Whispers of the past take flight,
Guiding hearts to a healing space.

The river sings a soothing song,
Its gentle flow a calming guide,
Carrying worries far along,
To where the soul can safely reside.

Fields of green with dewdrops gleam,
A canvas painted by the sun,
Holding dreams within a stream,
Of moments where peace is won.

Beneath the sky’s vast, open hand,
Breath of life begins to mend,
With every step upon the land,
A journey’s start, a heart to tend.