In the quiet dawn, I find my peace,
Where echoes of yesterdays softly cease,
The chains once held in my heart’s embrace,
Now fall away, leaving a gentle trace.

The winds of change dance through the air,
Carrying whispers of dreams laid bare,
With every breath, I feel the flow,
Of time’s sweet river, letting go.

Leaves of memory fall to the ground,
Silent as snow, without a sound,
In their descent, they weave a grace,
A tapestry of moments I now embrace.

A horizon vast, where futures gleam,
Invites the soul to dare to dream,
For in the letting go, we find,
The freedom to leave the past behind.