In the gentle whisper of the morning light,
Awakens dreams that dance on silent wings,
Through unseen paths where shadows breathe,
Life unfolds its timeless, secret springs.

Beneath the stars that guard the night,
In whispers of the wind that softly sing,
We find the echoes of forgotten tales,
And weave our hopes in life’s eternal ring.

Each moment, a tapestry of fleeting glances,
Woven with threads of joy and sorrow’s art,
A journey painted in shades of grace,
Where every heartbeat plays its part.

In the quiet corners of a restless soul,
Life’s endless melodies gently flow,
Guiding us through the dance of time,
In the embrace of dreams we grow.