In the quiet breath of morning light,
Life whispers tales of dreams untold,
A dance of shadows, soft and bright,
In every moment, stories unfold.
Amidst the rustling leaves of time,
We find our paths, both lost and found,
In laughter’s echo, in sorrow’s chime,
Life’s symphony, a profound sound.
With every step on this winding road,
We gather memories, fleeting and true,
Each heartbeat a secret, silently showed,
In life’s embrace, we start anew.
So let us cherish the fleeting grace,
Of moments passing, swift and free,
In the gentle dance of life’s embrace,
We find our place, our destiny.