In the stillness of dawn, By the lake where soft winds blow, A figure stands, silent and free, Gazing out over the mist-kissed sea. The mountains rise, wrapped in a veil, Whispers of stories they softly tell. The autumn leaves, in red and gold, Dance with secrets yet untold. The boat drifts on, in quiet grace, A lonely traveler lost in space. The water mirrors the sky's embrace, Holding the world in its tender lace. Here, time pauses, the world is still, Nature’s song, soft and tranquil. A melody flows, serene and true, A peaceful dream, just me and you.
