In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
Where shadows dance and light is born,
Change weaves its tapestry of dreams,
Unfolding life in gentle streams.

The leaves that fall in autumn’s grace,
Reveal the beauty time can’t erase,
In every hue, a story told,
Of seasons past and futures bold.

The river flows, unyielding, strong,
Carving paths where it belongs,
In its currents, we find our way,
Through night to greet the light of day.

Embrace the winds, the shifting sand,
For in their dance, we understand,
That life is but a fleeting stage,
A canvas blank for us to engage.