At dawn, Bondi awakes in natural light,

The sun ascends, igniting day from night,

A peaceful hush envelopes waves in soft cold,

Each wave's sharp crash, a tale whispers bold.

 

The Australian sand, aglow with dawn’s soft, golden gleam, 

Stretches wide, a tranquil, golden dream,

Each grain like pearls beneath the sun,

Where the morning's cold breeze consistently runs.

 

The sea softly crawls up to the sandy shore,

A timeless rhyme, in sync with the ocean’s roar,

At dawn's first sight, waves embrace,

Bondi breathes in peace, a tranquil, sacred place.