In the hush of dawn’s gentle light,
Where shadows wane and dreams take flight,
The world begins to softly sway,
Whispering change in a new day.

Leaves rustle with a secret song,
As seasons dance, where we belong,
Their colors blend, a vivid hue,
Reflecting shifts both old and new.

The river flows with ceaseless grace,
Carving paths through time and space,
Its currents teach us to embrace,
The endless journey we must face.

Beneath the sky of endless blue,
Change is the thread that weaves us through,
A constant force, yet gentle guide,
In every heart where dreams abide.