In the quiet dawn of a new beginning,
Whispers of change dance upon the breeze,
As the world unfolds in gentle spinning,
Growth emerges from the rustling trees.

Each step taken on this winding path,
Leaves behind echoes of what once was,
Embracing change, releasing past wrath,
In every moment, a silent applause.

The seeds of yesterday find their place,
In the fertile ground of tomorrow’s dreams,
Nurtured by time’s gentle, patient grace,
Transformation flows in endless streams.

Through seasons of sun, rain, and snow,
We find strength in the ebb and flow,
For in the heart, a garden starts to grow,
Where change and growth eternally glow.