In the stillness of dawn’s first light,
Where shadows dance with the waking sun,
Lies a silent whisper, soft and bright,
Guiding hearts toward the journey begun.

In the embrace of the gentle breeze,
A purpose sings through rustling leaves,
A call to wander, to learn, to seize,
The dreams that flutter in the soul’s eaves.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
The path unfolds with each eager step,
A tapestry woven with sky,
Where hopes and fears in silence wept.

In the quiet of the moonlit night,
When stars illuminate the vast unknown,
Purpose shines with a radiant light,
Reminding us we’re never alone.