In the cradle of dawn’s gentle light,Whispers of change begin their flight.Colors blend in morning’s embrace,A tapestry woven, a new life’s trace.Leaves once green now gold alight,In silent forests, they take flight.Nature’s art in every falling leaf,A testament to time, so brief.Through winds of change, we find our way,In the heart of night, in the light of day.Each moment a step, a turn, a chance,In the dance of life, we find our stance.With courage to face the unknown’s call,We rise anew, we stand tall.Embracing transformation’s gentle grace,We find our place, our time, our space.