In the cradle of dawn’s gentle light,
We find the seeds of dreams anew;
Each step forward, a dance in flight,
With shadows of past in subtle hue.

The whispers of time, a silent guide,
Through fields of laughter, tears, and grace;
With every moment, the heart grows wide,
Embracing life’s intricate, tender lace.

As seasons change, we learn to see,
The beauty in both night and day;
In every struggle, a chance to be,
A soul that shines in its own way.

And when the stars align above,
In the tapestry of the sky so vast;
We find our place, and learn to love,
The journey from first to last.