In the whisper of the morning light,
Where shadows fade and dreams take flight,
I see a world where hope is born,
A future bright, a brand new morn.

The path ahead, though steep and long,
Is filled with echoes of a song,
Of hearts united, hands entwined,
Crafting futures, intertwined.

Beneath the stars of endless skies,
We build our dreams, we rise, we strive,
For every step, a story told,
In every heart, a vision bold.

So let us march with eyes aglow,
Into the future, let it show,
That in our unity, we find,
The strength to leave the past behind.