In the realm of sun-struck lands,
Where light and warmth extend their hands,
Compassion flows in rivers wide,
Peace resides, a gentle guide.
In every ray, life's dance is seen,
In fields of gold, where dreams convene.
The touch of sunlight, a tender kiss,
Bringing forth serenity, nothing amiss.
Beneath the canopy of azure hue,
Nature's symphony plays anew.
Birdsong and breeze, in harmony blend,
A tranquil haven, that time will defend.
So let us bask in sun-struck grace,
In this tranquil, sacred space.
Where light, warmth, and compassion shine,
In this peaceful realm, life intertwine.
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