In the dance of fleeting shadows,
Change whispers softly through the air,
Leaves turn golden, then to brown,
Signaling the cycle of nature’s care.

Rivers carve new paths in silence,
Mountains wear their snowy crowns,
The world shifts in quiet elegance,
As time weaves its tapestry of sounds.

Hearts too find new rhythms,
Each beat a step towards unknown lands,
Fear and hope, intertwined and bold,
In the journey only the brave withstand.

Embrace the gentle winds of change,
Let them carry dreams to distant shores,
For in each ending, a beginning lies,
A promise of what life restores.