In the gentle sway of branches,
A whisper of the wind’s embrace,
Time dances through the open fields,
A symphony of motion, never still.

The river flows with graceful ease,
Carrying dreams to distant seas,
In every ripple, a story told,
Of movement, life, and journeys bold.

Clouds drift across the endless sky,
Choreographed by the unseen breeze,
Their shadows play upon the earth,
A fleeting ballet, a moment seized.

In every heartbeat, in every breath,
Motion weaves its timeless thread,
Binding us to the dance of life,
A ceaseless rhythm, a journey ahead.