Bells bloom like vibrant flowers,
Their light wraps the world in golden hours,
Whispers of winds, secrets they share,
Rooster\'s call, awakening the air.
Mechanical hums in the dawn\'s embrace,
A symphony of progress, a new day\'s grace,
Birds\' sweet tweets, nature\'s song,
Busy bees buzzing all day long.
Man strides swift, ambition in his heart,
Ants labor wisely, playing their part,
In nature\'s grand dance, we find our way,
A harmonious rhythm in each passing day.
The morning\'s beauty, a canvas reborn,
Yesterday\'s sorrows, from memory torn,
With hope in our steps, we keep improving,
For in this new morning, life is moving.