In the quiet dawn of dreams unseen,
Lies a world where hopes convene.
The sands of time gently sway,
Guiding us to a brighter day.
Stars above in silent dance,
Craft visions of our future’s chance.
With every breath, a whispered plea,
For what will be, for what we’ll see.
Paths untrodden, vast and wide,
Invite us to dream and never hide.
The echoes of our youthful cries,
Reach beyond the endless skies.
In the garden of what might be,
We plant the seeds of destiny.
With courage, love, and dreams untold,
We shape the future, bold and gold.