In the whisper of dawn’s gentle breeze,
I find the strength to release the chains,
Those shadows of yesteryears cease to tease,
As hope dances where only sorrow remains.

Leaves of yesterday fall to the ground,
Carried away on the wings of the wind,
In the silence, a new song is found,
Echoing dreams where the heart has sinned.

The river of time flows ever so wide,
Washing away the echoes of old,
In its depths, new stories abide,
As courage blooms, bold and untold.

With each step, the horizon grows near,
A canvas of stars painting the night,
In the stillness, clarity appears,
Guiding the soul towards the light.