Whispers on the Breeze

In the morning light, the world awakes,
The sun casts its glow upon the lakes.
Birds sing sweetly in the trees,
As gentle whispers ride the breeze.

The flowers bloom, the grass is green,
And all around, a peaceful scene.
The world is full of wonder and delight,
A canvas painted with colors bright.

The day goes on, the hours fly,
And still the world is passing by.
But in the stillness of the night,
The stars come out, so pure and bright.

The moon casts shadows on the ground,
And all is hushed, there's not a sound.
The world is calm, the world is still,
And in this silence, I feel a thrill.

For in this moment, I'm at peace,
The noise and chaos all cease.
The world is vast, and I am small,
Yet in its beauty, I find my all.

So let us cherish each passing day,
And bask in nature's sweet display.
For in the beauty of the world we see,
We find a glimpse of eternity.