Dawn doesn't arrive all at once... it slips in gently 🌸🌅
Like this lake, just moments ago it was in complete darkness,
then the first pink threads appeared, illuminating the palace, the bridge, and the flowers.
Your blessings come this way too—not all at once,
but one ray of light, then another, and then a full sun.
Never tire of waiting for dawn, as long as your heart still beats with hope.
Like this lake, just moments ago it was in complete darkness,
then the first pink threads appeared, illuminating the palace, the bridge, and the flowers.
Your blessings come this way too—not all at once,
but one ray of light, then another, and then a full sun.
Never tire of waiting for dawn, as long as your heart still beats with hope.
