In the gentle strum of morning breeze,
Life awakens, a symphony begins to play,
Each note a whisper, a promise, a dream,
We dance to the rhythm of a brand new day.

The heartbeat of time, a steady drum,
Guides us through the meadows unknown,
In the silence between, we find our voice,
A chorus of echoes where life’s seeds are sown.

Melodies linger in the shadows of night,
Where dreams are woven in the moon’s embrace,
A lullaby of stars, shimmering bright,
In their glow, we find our rightful place.

Life’s music flows in endless streams,
A tapestry of moments, woven with grace,
With every chord, our story unfolds,
In the harmony of hearts, we find our space.