Lost

Whispers of dawn's gentle hue Creeping through the morning's veil As petals unfold like tender wings And dew-kissed grasses whisper tales Of secrets kept beneath the earth Where ancient wisdom slumbers deep And roots of trees entwined with fate Weave stories only silence can keep In this stillness, I find my voice A melody that echoes through time A symphony of heartbeats strong A rhythm that harmonises the crime Of fragmented thoughts and scattered dreams As morning sunbeams chase the night And in their warmth, my soul awakens To dance upon the winds of light..