In the quiet of the fading night,
Dreams unshackle from their chains,
Whispers of a dawn take flight,
Guiding me through gentle rains.

The echoes of yesterday’s tears,
Fade beneath the morning’s glow,
In the light, dispelling fears,
A new path begins to show.

Leaves of old are swept away,
By winds of change, soft and kind,
In the heart where hope holds sway,
New stories for the soul to find.

With each step, a promise grows,
Of brighter days and skies anew,
In the present, the spirit knows,
Moving on, a journey true.