In the quiet whispers of dawn,
Where dreams weave with morning light,
I find the path not yet worn,
A vision so bold, taking flight.

Each step a promise of tomorrow,
A quest drawn on the canvas vast,
Through valleys of joy and sorrow,
Anchoring hopes, holding steadfast.

Stars guide the nocturnal wanderer,
Mapping constellations of desire,
In shadows, aspirations grow fonder,
As the heart fuels its inner fire.

With courage, I embrace the unknown,
A tapestry of dreams unfurled,
In pursuit, my spirit has grown,
Crafting a legacy in this world.