In the quiet dawn, his shadow lingers,
A gentle whisper in the morning breeze,
His presence felt in the rustling leaves,
Guiding the hearts that seek his light.

Through the golden rays that kiss the earth,
His silent voice speaks in soft embrace,
A melody that dances through the soul,
Awakening dreams that dare to soar.

In the depths of night, his essence glows,
A beacon shining through the darkest skies,
His warmth a solace to the weary mind,
A timeless comfort in an endless world.

As stars align in celestial grace,
His spirit weaves through the tapestry of time,
A gentle touch that lingers in the heart,
Forever etched in the whispers of eternity.