The morning sun slowly lifts the curtain of night, Bringing a ray of light
When morning breaks There’s a glimmer of hope on the eastern horizon A new beginning . . . Not just a change of time, but a sacred promise of a new day. All anxieties slowly disappear under its rays. Welcoming the morning with a million hopes.
Dew whispers on the tips of the leaves
Welcoming the morning in silence Erasing the remains of restlessness and anxiety.
May my heart rest in peace, my steps guided by compassion, and my spirit lifted by the light of hope.
Memories come like shadows dancing on a curtain of light Time seems like a never-ending game.
Morning dew dances on the leaves, A secret slowly unfolds. The sun smiles, greeting peace, Weaving colors in a dance of light.
The blue sky stretches wide, The coolness of its embrace shimmers in the air. Silent poetry whispers in the wind’s ear, Spreading its wings in the still morning.
The cries of birds trace the sky, Their soft cries carry a lost story. The dew whispers, touching the flowers, Keeping the story of a growing dream.
Everything that has ever touched the heart will live on as a subtle trace in the space of time.
