In the whisper of the morning breeze,
Life unfolds its gentle tale,
A dance of dreams and fleeting moments,
Where every heart seeks its own trail.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
We wander, souls entwined with time,
Each step a story, each breath a whisper,
In the grand play of the sublime.
Shadows cast and sunlight beams,
Paint the canvas of our days,
In the midst of chaos and serene calm,
We find our varied, winding ways.
As stars ignite the evening sky,
And moonlight bathes the night in grace,
We ponder on this life we live,
Embracing every fleeting trace.