In the gentle glow of morning light,
The earth whispers tales of yore,
Soft winds carry dreams in flight,
Through valleys and hills they soar.

The sky sings with vibrant hues,
A canvas of endless grace,
Clouds paint stories old and new,
In their ever-changing embrace.

The forest dances to the tune,
Of rustling leaves and swaying trees,
A symphony beneath the moon,
Nature’s heart in harmony’s breeze.

By the sea, where waves caress,
The shore with gentle, rhythmic touch,
An eternal dance of love and rest,
In nature’s arms, we find so much.