In the cradle of dawn, where silence whispers,
Time unfolds its delicate wings,
Guiding us through the endless corridors
Of dreams and forgotten things.

Beneath the vast canopy of starlit skies,
Thoughts weave tapestries of light,
Questioning the shadows of existence,
Seeking truth in the heart of night.

Oceans of wisdom flow within our souls,
Carving rivers of understanding,
Each choice, a stone upon the shore,
Each moment, a story commanding.

Embrace the journey with open arms,
For life is but a fleeting dance,
A philosophical melody echoing,
In the symphony of chance.