In the quiet of the dawn, a gentle breeze does sing,
Of lands untouched by sorrow, where every heart takes wing.
Beneath the willow’s branches, shadows softly play,
Whispering tales of unity, as night turns into day.

The rivers flow like silver, in harmony they glide,
Reflecting skies of azure, where peace and love reside.
Mountains stand as guardians, steadfast in their grace,
Embracing all with kindness, in this tranquil space.

Stars alight the heavens, their light a tender kiss,
Illuminating pathways to a world of bliss.
In fields of golden flowers, dreams are gently sown,
Where every soul can flourish, and peace is widely known.

As twilight paints the horizon, with hues of crimson light,
A promise for tomorrow, to end the endless night.
In the heart of every being, a seed of peace does grow,
Nurtured by compassion, in a world where love will show.