In the quiet whisper of the morning light,
A promise of tomorrow’s gentle flight,
Leaves rustle with stories yet untold,
As new beginnings in the dawn unfold.

The canvas of life, with hues so bright,
Paints paths unknown, in the softest light,
Each step forward, a dance of the heart,
Embracing change, a beautiful art.

With every sunrise, hope does renew,
The world awakes to dreams that grew,
In the cradle of night, they softly bloom,
Casting away shadows, dispelling the gloom.

So let us cherish the winds of change,
For in their embrace, we rearrange,
Building futures from the seeds we sow,
In the garden of life, where new beginnings grow.