Morning's Gentle Hush.

The morning's gentle hush, a whispered promise made

A new day unfolds, its canvas yet unpainted, waiting to be displayed

The sun's warm touch, a gentle caress on the skin

A fresh beginning, a chance to start anew, to live, to love, to win

The day's vibrant hues, a kaleidoscope of delight

A dance of shadows, a symphony of light

The world's awakening, a symphony so grand

A chance to chase dreams, to make memories to stand

But as the day wears on, and the sun begins to set

The sky is painted, with colors we've never forget

The stars appear, like diamonds in the night

A celestial show, a wondrous, peaceful sight

The darkness whispers, its gentle, soothing tone

A time for rest, for dreams, for heart's own home

The night's soft darkness, a gentle, loving hold

A chance to recharge, to let the heart unfold

And when the morning comes, the cycle starts anew

A fresh beginning, a chance to live, to love, to pursue

The day shows the way, with its radiant light

Guiding us forward, through the darkness of night

Reflection:

In the ebb and flow of day and night

We find the rhythm of life's precious light

A dance of contrasts, a symphony so grand

A chance to live, to love, to take a stand.

Quote:

In the rhythm of dawn and dusk, we find the beauty of life's cycle.

Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj

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