In the gentle dance of morning light,
Whispers of time weave tales untold,
Each moment a thread, golden and bright,
In the vast tapestry of life, bold and old.
Beneath the skyâs eternal embrace,
Dreams take flight on wings of hope,
Casting shadows, finding grace,
In the endless journey, we learn to cope.
The river flows with secrets deep,
Carving paths through silent hills,
In its song, memories sleep,
Echoes of laughter, of tears and thrills.
As stars adorn the velvet night,
Hearts awaken to the call of dreams,
In lifeâs gentle course, pure and right,
We find our place in its flowing streams.