In the quiet dawn’s embrace,
Where light and shadow weave,
A gentle whisper calls, serene,
Inviting hearts to believe.

In the dance of leaves that sway,
A sacred hymn unfolds,
Nature’s choir lifts its voice,
A story yet untold.

Mountains stand as sentinels,
Guardians of ancient lore,
Their silent strength, a testament,
To the ones who seek and adore.

In the depths of starry night,
A universe unfurls,
Infinite echoes of the divine,
In the vast celestial swirls.