In the quiet whisper of the dawn,
A gentle breeze carries memories gone,
Leaves rustle in their tender flight,
Surrendering to the embrace of night.

The river flows with stories untold,
Carving paths in the heart of the bold,
Each drop a tale of what has passed,
Finding peace in the shadows cast.

Stars twinkle in the vast, endless sky,
Echoing dreams that dared to fly,
In the tapestry of time’s gentle weave,
We find the strength to finally leave.

Letting go, a dance of grace and pain,
In the silence, we find the rain,
Washing away what once was near,
Making space for the new to appear.