As the first light breaks the night,
Whispers of hope begin to rise,
A gentle push towards the unknown,
Where dreams and reality harmonize.

Leaves of yesterday fall away,
Making room for tender blossoms,
Each step a dance in the fresh dew,
A symphony of endless possibilities.

The winds of change sweep through,
Carrying whispers of courage and grace,
In the heart’s garden, seeds are sown,
Nurtured by faith in the unseen.

With open arms, embrace the dawn,
For in every ending lies a start,
A canvas new, a story untold,
Painted with the colors of the heart.