In the hush before the sun ascends,
The world awakens in gentle hues,
Soft whispers in the morning mist,
A gentle promise of what will be.
Golden rays pierce the night’s retreat,
Painting the sky with tender light,
Nature’s symphony begins to play,
A melody of hope renewed each day.
Birds sing their morning lullabies,
Trees sway in a rhythmic dance,
The air is filled with fresh embrace,
A moment of peace, a gentle trance.
As dawn unfolds her quiet grace,
We find our place in her serene touch,
A reminder of life’s tender beauty,
In every sunrise, a new beginning.