In the hush of dawn, where whispers weave,
The morning light begins to cleave,
Through the curtains, soft and pale,
A new day's promise sets sail.
Beneath the sky, in hues of blue,
Dreams awaken, fresh and new,
Fields of gold and rivers wide,
Nature’s canvas, glorified.
In the forest, shadows play,
Dappled paths where fairies stray,
Leaves that rustle, secrets told,
Stories spun in green and gold.
Mountains rise, majestic, grand,
Guardians of the timeless land,
Silent witnesses to all,
Seasons' dance and echoes’ call.
By the sea, where waves embrace,
Endless tides in rhythmic grace,
Whispers of the ancient lore,
Songs that sing forevermore.
As the twilight cloaks the day,
Stars like diamonds softly sway,
In the night, a quiet dream,
Life's eternal, flowing stream.
About the Creator
CHRISTIAN P
I am “Christian p" a passionate writer with an insatiable curiosity and a lover of storytelling let's dive into the realm of words, weaving into narratives that captivate the imagination. Drawing inspiration from life's experiences.
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