Beneath the silent moon, whispers of the past,
A gentle breeze carries dreams that last.
In shadows of yesterday, new hopes arise,
Painting the sky with dawn’s vibrant surprise.

The earth turns softly, shedding its old skin,
As leaves dance freely in the whispering wind.
Each step forward, a melody of grace,
In the symphony of time, we find our place.

Rivers carve new paths through ancient stone,
Echoes of change in every drop and tone.
Embrace the flow, let go of fear and pain,
For in change’s cradle, strength is gained.

Stars ignite the night with future’s gleam,
Guiding souls through the vast, endless dream.
New beginnings unfold, like petals in spring,
In the heart of change, new songs we sing.