Ode to the Morning Light

When dawn unfurls her silken wings,

And night withdraws its velvet shroud,

The morning light, so gently sings,

In whispers soft, yet clear and proud.

With golden beams that kiss the earth,

Awakening life in every hue,

She heralds day, a fresh rebirth,

In skies of endless azure blue.

The dew-kissed petals softly gleam,

As sunlight dances through the trees,

Each ray, a thread within a dream,

Weaved in nature’s delicate breeze.

The world awakens, hearts arise,

To greet the day with hope anew,

Beneath the canvas of the skies,

Where morning’s light paints every view.

O radiant dawn, thy tender grace,

Imbues the day with warmth and light,

A symphony in time and space,

That chases shadows of the night.

Forever may you shine so bright,

A beacon for the soul’s delight,

In every dawn, a promise true,

Of life, of love, and skies of blue.