In the stillness of dawn’s first light,
Shades of amber and crimson take flight.
Each hue whispers, soft and clear,
The song of balance we hold dear.
Beneath the sky, where shadows play,
The azure melts to gold by day.
No clash, no fight, no greed, no pride—
Just colors blending, side by side.
A single leaf, both green and brown,
Holds the wisdom of the earth's renown.
Its veins, like rivers, gently flow,
A map of life, where all can grow.
The canvas shifts as seasons spin,
White snow, red bloom, and autumn's grin.
No single tone claims all the view;
In harmony, each finds its due.
So let your heart, like nature’s art,
Embrace each shade, each counterpart.
For in the dance of dark and bright,
We find our peace, our shared delight.
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