In whispers of the morning light,
We weave our dreams with gentle hands,
Threads of kindness, soft and bright,
Across the vast and varied lands.

Beneath the sky, both near and far,
Our hearts beat with a common grace,
A symphony of who we are,
In every smile, in every face.

Together bound by hopes and fears,
In laughter’s warmth, in sorrow’s rain,
We find the strength through all the years,
To rise and love, to heal the pain.

In unity, our spirits soar,
A tapestry of endless light,
Embracing what came long before,
Guiding us through the darkest night.