Tranquility

In the quiet hours of dawn,

When the world is a soft whisper,

I find solace in the hue of the sky,

A canvas painted with the first light,

Gentle, soothing, infinite.

It's the color of the ocean's depths,

Where secrets and dreams intertwine,

A dance of waves under the sun's gaze,

A melody of tranquility,

Endless, embracing, eternal.

In the eyes of a newborn,

There's a glimpse of this shade,

A reflection of innocence and wonder,

A spark of the beginning,

Pure, hopeful, serene.

It's in the twilight,

When the day meets the night,

A moment of calm,

A bridge between two worlds,

Quiet, reflective, peaceful.

This color, it whispers of freedom,

Of a boundless sky and an open sea,

A journey without end,

A path of possibilities,

Tranquil, vast, liberating.

It's the color of my solace,

Of my dreams, of my quiet moments,

A shade that feels like a deep breath,

A color that holds the essence of peace,

Calm, cool, collected.