Whispers of Dawn

In the hush of dawn's first light,

Where shadows dance with day,

A world awakens, soft and bright,

In hues of gold and gray.

Whispers weave through whispering trees,

As leaves in silence fall,

The breeze a tender, fleeting tease,

A secret to enthrall.

Mountains rise in ancient grace,

Their peaks kiss skies so wide,

A tranquil, timeless, sacred space,

Where dreams and earth collide.

Rivers carve their winding song,

Through valleys lush and green,

A melody that flows along,

In nature's grand serene.

Stars that twinkle in the night,

A canvas dark and deep,

Stories told in silver light,

As we in wonder sleep.

Hearts that beat with fervent fire,

With hopes and love anew,

In the realm of soul's desire,

Where wishes can come true.

Life, a fleeting, precious dance,

In moments small and grand,

A journey filled with fleeting chance,

Through sea, and sky, and land.

So let us wander, wild and free,

With courage, joy, and grace,

Embrace the world, its mystery,

And find our sacred place.