In the cradle of dawn, whispers of change arise,
The gentle rustle of leaves, a symphony in disguise.
The world awakes, shedding yesterday’s attire,
Embracing the dance of time, fueled by an inner fire.

The river of life flows, carving paths unknown,
Its currents shape the stones, once rigid, overgrown.
With every twist and turn, new landscapes unfold,
A testament of courage, a story to be told.

Beneath the surface, seeds of growth take root,
Nurtured by the sun, in silence they salute.
Through storms and gentle rains, they find their way,
Emerging from the shadows, to greet the light of day.

In the tapestry of life, threads of change are spun,
We weave our dreams with hope, under the endless sun.
For in each moment of transformation, we find our worth,
A journey of becoming, a rebirth upon this earth.