When shadows dance upon the quiet earth,
And stars retreat to their celestial home,
The light emerges from the depths of night,
A gentle whisper in the morning’s breath.

Illumination spreads its tender arms,
Embracing all the world in golden hues,
Each ray a promise of a brand-new day,
A silent symphony of hope and grace.

Through branches swaying in the morning breeze,
It weaves its magic, painting leaves in gold,
Transforming every shadowed, silent space,
Into a canvas of celestial dreams.

The light, a gentle guide through paths unknown,
Invites us to a dance beneath the sky,
Where every step is bathed in radiant glow,
And every heart finds peace within its warmth.