In the shadow of the breaking dawn,
Where silence weaves its tender thread,
A heart beats softly, seeking solace,
Amidst the memories deeply spread.
The breeze carries whispers of the past,
Each echo a tear, a silent plea,
Nature mourns in quiet harmony,
As leaves fall gently from the tree.
A river of longing flows within,
Bound by time’s unyielding chain,
Yet in the stillness, hope emerges,
A light to guide through endless rain.
Through the veil of sorrow, stars appear,
In the night sky, they softly gleam,
Promises of dawn and new beginnings,
Awakening the heart from its dream.