In the gentle breath of morning, soft whispers call,
Awakening the slumbering earth with tender grace.
Petals unfold in the kiss of dawn’s embrace,
Dancing in harmony with the sun’s golden fall.
The meadow hums with life, a symphony anew,
Where colors weave a tapestry beneath the azure dome.
Each leaf and bud, a promise of life to come,
In the warmth of spring, everything feels true.
The brook’s laughter echoes through the glen,
Carrying secrets of the earthâs eternal rhyme.
Birds weave melodies, transcending space and time,
In a world reborn, where dreams begin again.
Beneath the blossoming trees, hearts find their song,
As springâs gentle touch ignites the soul’s delight.
In this season of renewal, hope takes flight,
In a world where love and nature belong.