In the cradle of dawn’s gentle embrace,
Life began a whispered tale,
Threads of time woven with grace,
Each breath, a new chapter to unveil.

Ages passed, rivers carved their song,
Mountains stood as silent keepers,
In the tapestry, both weak and strong,
Life’s story, deep as the dreamer’s.

Through shadows and light, a dance of fate,
Stars bore witness to the unfolding,
The history of life, a book ornate,
With every soul, a story holding.

And as the twilight whispers near,
The pages turn, yet never end,
For in each heart, a history dear,
The legacy of life, we transcend.