In the morning light, dreams take flight,
Woven in whispers of dawn’s embrace,
Each moment a step, each breath a sight,
Life’s journey unfolds with gentle grace.

Through fields of gold and skies of blue,
We wander paths both worn and new,
With every turn, a story grows,
In the dance of time, our spirit knows.

Shadows stretch as the sun descends,
Painting tales on the evening breeze,
In the quiet hush, our souls transcend,
Finding peace among the rustling trees.

As stars emerge in the velvet night,
We find solace in their distant glow,
In the tapestry of life so bright,
Our hearts learn what it means to grow.