Whispers of the Dawn.

In the hush before the day,

When night begins to fade away,

Soft whispers dance on gentle light,

As dreams take flight into the night.

The world awakens, colors bloom,

Each shadow chases off the gloom,

With every ray, a story told,

In vibrant hues of red and gold.

The sky, a canvas, vast and bright,

Paints hope anew with morning's sight,

And in that moment, hearts align,

With every breath, the stars resign.

So take a step, embrace the morn,

For in each dawn, new dreams are born,

With open arms, let worries cease,

And find within the dawn's sweet peace.