In the dawn of whispers, dreams gently soar,
Paths untrodden call, promising more.
Steps are taken in the misty morn,
Where every soul is reborn.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
The echoes of the past softly sigh.
Lessons learned in shadows cast,
Guide the heart to hold fast.

The river’s flow, a melody untamed,
Carries stories of those unnamed.
In the quiet moments, truth is found,
In the silence, the heart is unbound.

As twilight drapes the world in grace,
A gentle smile upon the face.
The journey’s end is but a start,
For life’s true journey is within the heart.