In the hush of morning light, we rise,
Casting shadows of yesterday aside,
The earth breathes in gentle sighs,
As the sun begins its upward glide.

Leaves whisper secrets of the past,
In the dance of the renewing breeze,
Each moment fleeting, never to last,
Yet promising new growth in the trees.

The river flows with stories untold,
Carving paths through ancient stone,
A testament to the bold and the old,
In its waters, we find our own.

So let us embrace what is to come,
The cycle of life, a wondrous song,
With every ending, a new dawn begun,
In renewal’s arms, we all belong.