Empty morning hours,
A time of introspection, A time to ponder, The world and its imperfections.
The hustle and bustle, Of modernity’s fray, Has left us feeling, Disconnected and astray.
But in these empty hours, We find a sense of peace, A chance to reconnect, To our own inner release.
So let us embrace, These quiet moments of solitude, And find within ourselves, A renewed attitude.
For in these empty hours, We can find a way, To navigate the chaos, In modernity’s day