When the night surrenders to the light,
Shadows melt in the morning sun.
A heart once heavy lifts in flight,
Embracing the new day begun.
The past dissolves like morning dew,
Leaves behind a fertile ground.
Seeds of hope sprout fresh and new,
In the silence, new dreams are found.
With each breath, a chance to mend,
To shed the old, and to begin.
No more time for wounds to tend,
Only growth and love within.
Eyes open wide to endless sky,
The soul revived, the spirit free.
In this renewal, we can fly,
Unchained, we are who weâre meant to be.