Native Sunlight

Native Sunlight In the cradle of dawn, where shadows softly fade, The native sunlight whispers, a promise unafraid. It dances on the earth’s bare skin, warm and true, A sacred song of morning, ancient and anew. Gentle rays caress the soil, awakening roots unseen, A tapestry of gold woven where life’s begun, serene. It carries stories of ancestors, in each luminous gleam, A heritage of fire, a dream within a dream. No city’s glow can match its pure, untamed grace, Native sunlight—nature’s embrace, time’s tender face. In its glow, we find our roots, our spirit’s sacred right, Forever illuminated by the native sunlight.