In the quiet dawn, whispers of change arise,
Gentle as the breeze that stirs the leaves,
Life unfurls its canvas wide, beneath the skies,
A tapestry of dreams the heart weaves.

Seasons shift in their eternal dance,
Colors fade, then burst anew,
In every moment, a fleeting chance,
To embrace the old and welcome the true.

Paths once traveled, now overgrown,
Lead to new horizons, unseen, bold,
With every step, a seed is sown,
In the garden of stories yet untold.

Change, the constant friend and foe,
Guides us through the unknown night,
In its embrace, we learn and grow,
Finding strength in the dawn’s first light.