In the quiet whisper of the morning light,
Lies the promise of paths yet unexplored,
With every step, the shadows take flight,
And the heart learns to soar once more.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Each moment a brushstroke on life’s grand canvas,
Fear and doubt, mere echoes that die,
As courage blooms in the soul’s vastness.

Leaves fall and seasons change their hue,
Yet hope remains steadfast, a guiding star,
In the tapestry of dreams, old and new,
We find strength to move from afar.

With eyes set on the horizon’s gleam,
The past’s weight gently slips away,
Forward we march, led by a dream,
Into the embrace of a brand-new day.