The Morning Light

With the morning light, the world begins anew,
Surrounding with all fresh and true.
The sun rises high, with its golden rays
Spreading around all its shades

The birds sing sweet, with melodies so much pure,
To greet the morning with a flourish sure.
The songs fill the air, a symphony so grand,
A chorus of joy, a celebration of life in this land.

The dew-drops glisten, like diamonds in the grass,
A sight to behold, a moment to pass.
The breeze is chill and crisp, the air is fresh and clean,
A morning so fine, a time so serene.

The world is waking up, it’s a new day dawn,
A time for dreams, a time for hopes to be born.
The morning light, it brings us new beginnings,
A chance to start anew, to let go of our sin.

Let's embrace this morning light,
Which shall guide us through the day and night.
With its radiance, finding our way,
To a brighter tomorrow, a better day by day.