In the quiet dawn, whispers begin,
A gentle call in the heart’s quiet spin.
Paths unfold in golden light,
Guiding souls through day and night.
Mountains high and valleys low,
Each step taken, we learn and grow.
In laughter’s echo and tear’s embrace,
We find our rhythm, our own pace.
Stars above, a guiding sight,
Hope burns bright in the darkest night.
Lessons learned in time’s gentle hand,
Life’s dance on an endless strand.
Through storms fierce and gentle rain,
We find our strength, we break the chain.
In each heartbeat, lifeâs promise sings,
A tapestry woven with unseen strings.