In the tender hush of morning’s light,
Lies the promise of a fresh embrace,
Whispers of dreams take gentle flight,
As shadows yield to a hopeful space.

Each step on this uncharted way,
Unfolds the canvas of our fate,
With every dawn, a brand new day,
To sculpt our path, to recreate.

The winds of change may fiercely blow,
Yet in their dance, new seeds are sown,
Through storms, we learn and bravely grow,
As courage blooms where fears have flown.

So let us greet the unknown skies,
With hearts unbound and spirits high,
For in each ending, new beginnings rise,
A cycle endless, beneath the vast sky.