Beneath the sky, where seasons blend,
A silent whisper, winds portend.
The leaves that fall, the buds that bloom,
In nature’s heart, there’s always room.

Rivers carve their paths anew,
With every storm, the skies turn blue.
From dusk to dawn, through nights and days,
We navigate life’s winding maze.

Hearts that mend, and dreams that soar,
Each step we take, we seek for more.
In shadows deep, in radiant light,
We find our strength, we find our sight.

Change, the constant, ever near,
Through joy and pain, through hope and fear.
It molds our souls, it shapes our minds,
A timeless truth, in life we find.