In the soft embrace of morning light,
Where shadows dance and dreams take flight,
Beauty whispers in the gentle dawn,
Painting skies where stars are drawn.

Across the fields where flowers sway,
A symphony of colors on display,
The world awakes to nature’s grace,
In every leaf, a tender trace.

Rivers sing their timeless song,
As beauty flows and life moves on,
In every drop, a story told,
A dance of silver, blue, and gold.

Beneath the sky, so vast and wide,
Beauty’s presence, our gentle guide,
In every heart, its echoes ring,
In every soul, its spirit clings.