In the quiet whispers of the morning light,
A spirit awakens, bold and bright.
Unchained from shadows of the night,
It rises with purpose, ready to take flight.

The winds of change sing through the trees,
A melody of hope carried on the breeze.
With every step on untrodden ground,
The heart beats strong, no longer bound.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
The quest for freedom never dies.
With courage as compass, and dreams as guide,
Independence blooms, unfurling with pride.

In the tapestry of time, a story unfolds,
Of a soul once lost, now bold and whole.
An anthem of strength, a testament to will,
In the land of the free, where the heart stands still.