In the quiet dawn of waking dreams,
Life whispers its secrets softly told,
Through paths unseen, where hope redeems,
In stories of courage, brave and bold.

Beneath the sky’s vast, endless dome,
We wander through the fields of time,
Each step a rhythm, each heart a poem,
In the dance of life, a sacred rhyme.

The river flows with tales untold,
Of love and loss, of joy and pain,
Carrying souls in its gentle hold,
Through sunlit days and nights of rain.

As seasons change and years unfold,
Life’s tapestry we weave and mend,
In every thread, a story’s gold,
Until the journey finds its end.