Radiance of Dawn

In the quiet moments before the sun's ascent,

When darkness lingers, reluctant to fade,

There blooms a gentle radiance, soft and tender,

A promise of a new day silently made.

The radiance of dawn, a palette of pastels,

Paints the sky in hues of rose and gold,

Awakening the world from slumber,

With whispers of stories yet to unfold.

Each ray of light, a gentle caress,

Upon the earth's waking form,

A symphony of colors dancing,

In the quietude before the storm.

With each breath of morning air,

Hope rises like a bird in flight,

Embracing hearts with tender grace,

Dispelling shadows of the night.

In the radiance of dawn, there lies,

A promise of beginnings anew,

A chance to rewrite the story,

In every drop of morning dew.

So cherish this fleeting moment,

As darkness yields to the sun's embrace,

For in the radiance of dawn,

Lies the beauty of endless grace.