In the quiet hum of early dawn,
Where shadows stretch and dreams are drawn,
A whisper stirs, a gentle breeze,
Awakening life from slumberâs ease.
The mirror echoes a stranger’s face,
A shifting form, a newfound grace,
Eyes that hold a secret light,
Reflecting stars in the velvet night.
A heart that beats in rhythms new,
With dreams that bloom in colors true,
Unseen paths begin to weave,
In the tapestry of life we strive to believe.
Yet in the chaos of growing pains,
There’s beauty in the falling rains,
A symphony of change that rings,
In the dance of life, as the soul takes wing.