In the gentle sigh of morning light,
Where dawn’s embrace dissolves the night,
A calm descends upon the earth,
A whispered promise of rebirth.
Beneath the shade of ancient trees,
A symphony of rustling leaves,
Echoes of peace in nature’s song,
A place where weary souls belong.
The river sings a lullaby,
Its waters soft, a soothing sigh,
Carving paths through stone and time,
In harmony, a perfect rhyme.
As twilight paints the sky with grace,
Stars emerge in endless space,
A tranquil end to fleeting day,
In peace, the heart finds its way.