In the hush before the dawn,
Where shadows softly sway,
The night begins to yawn,
As darkness slips away.
The sky, a canvas wide,
With hues of pink and gold,
The sun begins its stride,
A tale of light unfolds.
Whispers of the morning,
In the cool, dew-kissed air,
Nature’s quiet warning,
Of a day beyond compare.
Mountains blush with fire,
Oceans gleam with light,
The world, a grand choir,
Sings farewell to the night.
Birds on wings of splendor,
Chase the glowing beams,
Their songs, a sweet surrender,
To the dawn’s first gleams.
Flowers lift their faces,
To greet the sun’s warm kiss,
In nature’s tight embraces,
Find a moment's bliss.
Every day, a new start,
Beneath the morning sun,
A chance to play our part,
Until the day is done.
So let the sunrise guide us,
With its tender, golden touch,
To cherish those beside us,
And love, forever, much.
Category:Poem
