As the curtain of night is drawn,
A whisper of light paints the sky,
Promises of beginnings yet unknown,
Where dreams and hopes entwine.
Each step upon the dewy grass,
Echoes of a world reborn,
Paths that weave through uncharted lands,
Beckon the heart to explore.
The gentle caress of morning’s breath,
Awakes the soul from slumber’s hold,
Kindling fires of untamed desire,
To chase the horizon bold.
With every dawn, a story unfolds,
In the tapestry of life’s grand design,
Beginnings weave with threads of gold,
Crafting a destiny divine.