A Serene Moment in Nature
A woman in a white dress stands on a boat surrounded by lush greenery and vibrant flowers.
Poem: Whispers of a Venetian Dawn In the cradle of the lagoon's gentle embrace,
A lady in white stands, a vision of grace.
Her dress, a whisper against the morning air,
Catches the sun's first light in a tender snare.
The market boats sway beneath her gentle gaze,
While vibrant blooms weave through the morning haze.
Roses blush with the dawn's soft caress,
Daisies and lilies in a colorful dress.
Her basket brims with the earth's sweet gifts,
Yet her heart, it seems, in thought still drifts.
Long hair cascades like a waterfall's song,
A silent witness to where she might belong.
The world around her, a painter's delight,
With colors that dance in the tender light.
In this serene market morn, time seems to freeze,
As she stands lost in nature's gentle ease.
Through her eyes, the world softly speaks,
Of tranquil mornings and vibrant peaks.
A moment of peace, in the heart it lingers,
As she touches the flowers with gentle fingers.
In the embrace of this verdant ballet,
The Venetian dawn whispers,
About Market Morning: A fashionable Venetian woman selecting fresh flowers from a floating market boat, her basket already full of local delicacies.
© Yenra 2025
