The beauty of a sunrise

In the hush of dawn, where shadows retreat,

A canvas of color begins to compete.

Gentle hues blend in a soft, warm embrace,

As the sun paints the sky with its radiant grace.

Fingers of gold stretch across the horizon,

Awakening dreams where the night was a prison.

The world stirs in whispers, the birds take their flight,

In a symphony vibrant, the end of the night.

Mountains stand tall, bathed in blush and in fire,

As the light spills like nectar, igniting desire.

Morning dew glistens on leaves like small gems,

Nature's own jewels in a delicate hem.

The air holds a promise, fresh and anew,

With every soft sigh, the day breaks through.

Clouds blush with pink, a gentle display,

As the sun rises slowly, heralding day.

With each fleeting moment, the beauty unfolds,

A tapestry woven in oranges and golds.

In the heart of the sunrise, a truth we can find:

Every new dawn is a gift, one of love intertwined.

So let us embrace as the daylight arrives,

In the beauty of sunrise, our spirit thrives.