Morning bends in a lilac sweep
Shadows rise from their muted sleep
Every step on the path you take
Teaches the light the form it should make
Wind holds breath in a hushed mandate
Birdsong waits at your destined gate
Skies grow warm for the trails you wake
Etching your presence across the lake
Soft earth pulses beneath your stride
Dreams align as the worlds collide
Life turns vivid in each remake—
Sun studies you for the light it’ll take
Evening arrives in a gentle quake
Stars drift near in a bright handshake
Day remembers the glow you stake—
Light walks truer wherever you wake