In the quiet dawn, whispers softly fade,
A gentle breeze carries dreams away,
Holding tight to shadows of yesterday,
Yet the heart knows it’s time to let go.

Memories like echoes dance in the mind,
Tracing paths of laughter, love, and tears,
But the horizon calls with a gentle hand,
Guiding steps to new beginnings, unconfined.

The stars above witness the silent vow,
To cherish what was, yet seek the unknown,
With courage woven from threads of hope,
The heart learns to release, to truly grow.

And as the night surrenders to the sun,
A tender peace settles deep within,
For letting go is not the end, but a start,
A journey where the soul begins to run.