In the quiet dawn, life whispers softly,
Promises of a day yet to unfold,
Each moment a thread in the grand design,
Weaving stories both new and old.
Through joy and sorrow, we dance and sway,
Embracing the rhythm of time’s gentle flow,
The tapestry grows with each passing day,
A masterpiece woven with highs and lows.
The sun sets, painting horizons in gold,
Shadows lengthen, but hope remains bright,
For in the heart of even the darkest night,
Stars shine, guiding us with their light.
Life’s journey is a path unknown,
With twists and turns that shape our way,
Yet in each step, we find our home,
In the tapestry of moments, we find our stay.