In the gentle embrace of morning’s light,
The sky unfurls its canvas wide,
As hues of gold and crimson ignite,
Awakening dreams where shadows hide.
The horizon whispers secrets untold,
As the sun ascends with regal grace,
Painting the world in amber and gold,
Illuminating every silent space.
Birds sing hymns to the waking day,
Their melodies weave through the air,
As dewdrops glisten and softly sway,
In this moment, all seems fair.
With each passing second, colors bloom,
A tapestry woven by nature’s hand,
As the world awakens from night’s gloom,
To greet the dawn of a promised land.