In the silence of the dawn, I find my way,
Through the tangled woods and the meadows gay.
Each step I take, a lesson learned,
With every turn, a page is turned.

The seeds of yesterday begin to sprout,
In the fertile ground of hope and doubt.
Tender leaves unfurl under the sun’s embrace,
As I grow in wisdom, strength, and grace.

The storms may come, with winds so fierce,
Testing my resolve, my heart to pierce.
Yet through the tempest, I stand tall,
Finding courage, never to fall.

And as the evening sky paints hues so bright,
I see my journey in a different light.
Each moment of struggle, a gift in disguise,
For in growth, I find the beauty in my rise.