In the quiet whispers of dawn,
A seed begins its gentle rise,
Cradled by the earthâs embrace,
Reaching for the endless skies.
Through storms that bend and break,
It finds strength in the rain,
Roots deepening with each trial,
Turning struggle into gain.
Leaves unfurl with tender grace,
Catching sunlightâs golden hue,
In the dance of time and space,
Dreams take form and renew.
As seasons weave their tapestry,
Growth becomes the heart’s refrain,
A journey marked by endless change,
Where loss and love are intertwined.