In the quiet of the night, a whisper is heard,
The promise of a new dawn, a fresh start,
As the stars fade away, a new light emerges,
Bringing hope to the weary heart.

The old leaves fall, making way for the new,
The cycle of life, an eternal dance,
From the ashes of the past, we rise anew,
Embracing change, seizing every chance.

The river flows, carving its path through stone,
Its journey relentless, never-ending,
Like our spirits, ever-growing, ever-strong,
In renewal, we find our true meaning.

So let us greet the morning with open arms,
Embrace the new, let go of the old,
For in every ending, a beginning starts,
And in renewal, our stories are told.