In simplicity, beauty blooms with grace,
In the slow dance of dawn's tender embrace.
As the sun rises, painting skies anew,
We linger, unhurried, in its golden hue.
Morning's coffee, sipped with gentle ease,
Becomes a ritual, a moment to seize.
No rush to the door, no frantic pace,
Just the warmth of the mug and the morning's embrace.
Conversations deep with a single soul,
Far richer than words from a crowded bowl.
In the quiet exchange of hearts and minds,
We find treasures that the noisy world blinds.
A walk not to sculpt, but to simply be,
To feel the earth and breathe tranquillity.
To see magic where others may not gaze,
In nature's whisper, in the sun's soft rays.
A small home where love is the guiding light,
Not cluttered with things, but with moments bright.
A sanctuary where peace and calm reside,
Where the heart finds solace, and joy abides.
Subtract the meaningless, let it fall away,
Make room for what matters, let that stay.
Forget tomorrow's troubles, let them be,
Focus on today's joy, wild and free.
In simplicity, there's a world profound,
Where the purest of joys and peace are found.
A life overflowing with gentle grace,
Moments that take our breath away, in this sacred space.