In the hush of dawn’s embrace,
Where morning dew glistens bright,
A gentle prelude starts to trace,
The melody of soft twilight.
Blossoming fields in colors proud,
Awake beneath the sun’s warm gaze,
A symphony where nature bowed,
To the tender, golden rays.
Flowing streams sing their lullabies,
Whispers weave through leafy boughs,
While time drifts by with sweet sighs,
A serenade that life endows.
In the air, a warm serenity,
Wraps the world in quiet bliss,
With every breath, a harmony,
That beckons forth a cherished kiss.
Together here, we find our way,
As sunbeams dance on verdant glades,
The dawn invites us long to stay,
And linger in its gentle shades.
So let our hearts in rhythm sway,
To nature’s song that softly flows,
In every dawn, a promise lay,
Where peace and joy forever grows.
And as the day begins to wane,
Let memories like blossoms bloom,
In gentle prelude, no more pain,
We find our solace in the room.
So turn your gaze to the endless skies,
Embrace the warmth that life conceives,
For in this moment, my heart replies,
In nature’s arms, the spirit believes.
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