Sunlight spills like honey gold,
warming meadows, soft and bold.
Dewdrops sparkle on emerald leaves,
tiny mirrors that the morning weaves.
Birdsong threads through jasmine air,
a choir of wings, light as prayer.
Breezes hum in secret streams,
carrying laughter of hidden dreams.
Butterflies, like living jewels,
pirouette through sunlit pools.
Petals quiver with gentle cheer,
dancing whispers only hearts can hear.
Rivers giggle over pebbled floors,
mirroring skies with sapphire doors.
Mountains shimmer in distant haze,
casting shadows that sway and praise.
Every leaf, every blade of grass,
bows in rhythm as moments pass.
Clouds drift like soft, drifting sails,
carrying stories of moonlit trails.
Close your eyes, let the world embrace,
feel its heartbeat, its tender grace.
Life blooms in colors vivid, true—
nature's lullaby sings just for you.
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