In the quiet hush of morning light,
A world awakens, soft and bright.
New beginnings whisper through the air,
Promising dreams beyond compare.

The past dissolves like morning dew,
As colors blend in skies of blue.
Each step forward, a gentle call,
To rise, to soar, to never fall.

With hearts unburdened, spirits free,
We chase the dawn, a melody.
The path unknown, yet full of grace,
Leads us to another place.

So let us embrace the gentle breeze,
And write our stories among the trees.
For in each sunrise, hope ignites,
A canvas of endless, radiant sights.