LiLy Rose

A silver dawn breaks through the sky, Where mountains lift their heads so high, The rivers hum a gentle song. And forests breathe the whole day long.

 The meadow blooms in colours bright, Each petal catching morning light, A painter’s brush could not compare To all the hues that blossom there.

 The ocean’s voice, both wild and deep, Holds secrets that the stars still keep, Its waves embrace the patient shore, A timeless dance, forevermore.

 And in the hush of twilight’s glow, The quiet stars begin to show— A tender truth the night makes clear: The earth is beauty, always near.