In the quiet of the morning light,
Life unfolds its gentle embrace,
Whispering tales of dreams and flight,
In every heart, a sacred space.

Through the shadows and the sun,
We wander paths both known and new,
Each step a story yet begun,
In life’s rich tapestry, we sew.

The laughter of the winds we chase,
In the rustle of the autumn leaves,
Finding solace in time’s embrace,
As the world around us breathes.

In every tear and every smile,
A lesson etched in time’s own hand,
Life’s gentle dance, our hearts beguile,
In the rhythm of the shifting sands.