In the heart of the shifting sands of time,
We find the seeds of hope begin to climb.
With every sunrise, a new chance to see,
The beauty in change, setting us free.

As leaves turn gold in autumn’s gentle breeze,
We learn to let go, to embrace with ease.
Change whispers softly, “Do not fear,”
For hope is the light that guides us clear.

In every storm, a silver lining glows,
A promise that through change, new life grows.
The darkest nights give way to dawn,
And with each end, a new hope is born.

So let us dance with the winds of change,
With hearts wide open, let hope arrange.
For in the tapestry of life’s design,
Change and hope forever entwine.