The first light kisses the sleepy earth,
As shadows dance away with grace,
A symphony begins its gentle birth,
Embracing us in its warm embrace.
Golden hues paint the waking skies,
Each stroke a promise of new dreams,
The world awakens, as night softly dies,
Bathed in the sun’s radiant beams.
Birds sing to greet the morning light,
Their melodies weave through the air,
The horizon blazes, ending the night,
A masterpiece beyond compare.
In this moment of pure creation,
Hope renews with each bright ray,
A dawn of endless inspiration,
Guiding us through another day.