In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
Where shadows play and light is drawn,
Lies a wisdom, old and wise,
Hidden in the morning skies.
Through the valleys, deep and wide,
Secrets of the earth abide,
Telling tales of yesteryears,
Echoed in the silent tears.
Stars that light the midnight blue,
Hold the truths we once knew,
Guiding souls through darkest night,
Towards the dawn, a beacon bright.
In every heart, a story told,
Of courage, love, and spirits bold,
Wisdom flows like rivers deep,
In dreams, in thoughts, in the quiet we keep.