Early in the Morning 🌅

Nature wakes in the early light, with a tranquil grace.

Birds sing softly, a chorus to the rising sun,

Whispers of the morning breeze, a new day's begun.

Dewdrops glisten on emerald blades of grass,

Shimmering in the golden hues, as shadows slowly pass.

The world awakens, stretching with a silent yawn,

Life anew, in the early morn.

Before the dawn breaks free, there's magic in the air,

A quiet stillness, a promise everywhere.

The sky turns pastel hues, a new day's about to bloom,

In the early morning light, we shake off the night's gloom.

Early in the morning, when the world is still,

Dreams start to fade, hearts begin to fill.

With hope and endless possibilities, under the rising sun,

In the early morning light, our journey has just begun.

The birds sing melodies, the flowers start to sway,

The world in soft repose, prepares to greet the day.

In that fleeting moment, we find a sense of peace,

Early in the morning light, where all troubles cease.