In the garden of time, we sprout and bloom,
From tender roots reaching for skies unknown,
Each season whispers secrets of the moon,
Guiding us through paths where dreams are sown.

With every sunrise, we shed our old skin,
Embracing the lessons that life bestows,
The laughter, the tears, the battles within,
All sculpting the heart as it learns and grows.

In shadows, we wander, seeking our light,
Facing the storms with courage anew,
Each step a dance, a moment of flight,
Crafting our essence, our spirit so true.

And when the night falls, we look to the stars,
Reflecting on journeys that brought us here,
In the tapestry of life, woven with scars,
We find our strength, our purpose clear.