"Serenity blooms in the spaces between the known and the unseen."
Pine sentinels guard the shrouded glade
Fog wraps the earth in a silken cascade
Dawn's tender breath whispers to the trees
In this stillness, the heart finds its ease
Nature stirs softly in enveloping gray
Mysteries linger where shadows play
As light breaks gently, revealing the morn
In each quiet moment, new worlds are born.
