Good Morning, My Life’s Eternal Sun

A rose in the heart of a garden, second to none

Photo by Pâmela Lima on Unsplash

Good morning, my life’s eternal sun,
A rose in the heart of a garden, second to none.
Blooming in the springtime of our days,
Radiating hues as the dawn’s first rays.

A star in the universe’s vast expanse you stand,
Singing a melody of beauty, though silent as sand.
Good morning, my essence, my heart’s tender chord,
I greet your dawn, as tender as a word.

Your morning is a rose, draped in the dewy hue,
Your morning carries the scent of jasmine, ever true.
Your morning embodies my most cherished hours,
A love limitless, as boundless as towers.

Your morning is a pearl, radiant and bright,
Twirling in a floral field, bathed in the morning light.
Your morning is my muse, my tales yet untold,
Echoing the elegance of peacocks, a spectacle to behold.

Good morning, my life’s ceaseless song,
Your morning is the whisper of the lover’s lifelong throng.
It gifts speech to the voiceless with sincere sentiment,
Yet…