The world turns with a gentle grace,
Seasons shift in an endless race.
With each dawn, a new chance to chase,
Dreams that bloom in time and space.
Leaves fall, then green anew,
Change whispers, pure and true.
Life’s cycle, a path we pursue,
Embracing what’s old, whatâs due.
Shadows fade as light breaks,
Hearts mended from life’s aches.
In every step, a new road we make,
Courage found in the risks we take.
The past, a memory to hold,
The future, a story untold.
In the present, we are bold,
Crafting destinies, manifold.