Colors of Dawn

In the hush before daybreak, whispers rise,

Painting the sky in hues of sunrise,

Where darkness yields to the light's surprise.

Golden fingers touch the waking earth,

Chasing away night's lingering dearth,

In the colors of dawn, a soul's rebirth.

A canvas of blues and pinks unfold,

Merging with ambers and reds bold,

As morning's tale in skies is told.

Birdsongs weave through the misty air,

Echoing joy beyond compare,

In the colors of dawn, dreams dare.

With each brushstroke of dawn's embrace,

The Nature's palette finds its grace,

In colors that time cannot erase.