In the whispers of the morning light,
Lies a promise of a brighter day,
Where dreams unfurl their wings in flight,
And shadows softly fade away.

Beneath the sky’s expansive grace,
New paths emerge, horizons vast,
Hope dances in an endless chase,
With echoes of the future cast.

Through storms that shake the weary soul,
A beacon shines with steadfast gleam,
Guiding hearts toward a common goal,
Awakening the dormant dream.

In unity, we find our strength,
With hands entwined, we rise anew,
Building bridges of hope at length,
For a future, bright and true.